The Tryst

O luely, luely cam she in

And luely she lay doun:

I kent her by her caller lips

And her briests sae sma' and roun'.

A' thru the nicht we spak nae word

Nor sinder'd bane frae bane:

A' thru the nicht I heard her hert

Gang soundin' wi' my ain.

It was about the waukrife hour

Whan cocks begin to craw

That she smool'd saftly thru the mirk

Afore the day wud daw.

Sae luely, luely cam she in

Sae luely was she gaen

And wi' her a' my simmer days

Like they had never been.