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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=573191" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song, Poverty Parts Good Company</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHEN my o'erlay was white as the foam o' the lin,<br>And siller was chinkin my pouches within,<br>When my lambkins were bleatin on meadow an brae,<br>As I went to my love in new cleeding sae gay,<br>Kind was she, and my friends were free,<br>But poverty parts good company.<br>How swift passed the minutes and hours of delight,<br>When piper played cheerly, and crusie burned bright,<br>And linked in my hand was the maiden sae dear,<br>As she footed the floor in her holy-day gear!<br>Woe is me; and can it then be,<br>That poverty parts sic company?<br>We met at the fair, and we met at the kirk,<br>We met i' the sunshine, we met i' the mirk;<br>And the sound o'her voice, and the blinks o'her een,<br>The cheerin and life of my bosom hae been.<br>Leaves frae the tree, at Mertimass flee,<br>And poverty parts sweet company.<br>At bridal and infare, I braced me wi' pride,<br>The bruise I hae won, and a kiss o' the bride;<br>And loud was the laughter good fellows among,<br>As I uttered my banter or chorused my song;<br>Dowie and dree are jestin and glee,<br>When poverty spoils good company. <br>Wherever I gaed kindly lasses looked sweet,<br>And mithers and aunties were unco discreet;<br>While kebbuck and beeker were set on the board;<br>But now they pass by me, and never a word!<br>Sae let it be, for the worldly and slee<br>Wi' poverty keep nae company.<br>But the hope of my love is a cure for its smart,<br>And the spae-wife has tauld me to keep up my heart,<br>For, wi' my last saxpence, her loof I hae crost,<br>And the bliss that is fated can never be lost.<br>Though cruelly we may ilka day see<br>How poverty parts dear company.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joanna+Baillie">Joanna Baillie</a><div class=q>
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And siller was chinkin my pouches within,
When my lambkins were bleatin on meadow an brae,
As I went to my love in new cleeding sae gay,
Kind was she, and my friends were free,
But poverty parts go..."></div>
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