A Poets Welcome to His Love Begotten Daughter - Robert Burns

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A Poets Welcome to His Love Begotten Daughter - Robert Burns
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Thou's welcome, Wean! Mishanter fa' me If thoughts o' thee, or yet thy Mamie Shall ever daunton me or awe me My sweet, wee lady; Or if I blush when thou shalt ca' me Tyta, or Daddie. — Tho' now they ca' me Fornicator An' tease my name in kintra clatter The mair they talk, I'm kend the better; E'en let them clash! An auld wife's tongue's a feckless matter To gie ane fash. — Welcome! My bonie, sweet, wee Dochter! Tho' ye comе here a wee unsought for; And tho' your comin I hae fought for Baith Kirk and Quеir; Yet by my faith, ye're no unwrought for That I shall swear! Wee image o' my bonie Betty As fatherly I kiss and daut thee As dear and near my heart I set thee Wi' as gude will As a' the Priests had seen me get thee That's out o' Hell. — Sweet fruit o' monie a merry dint My funny toil is no a' tint; Tho' thou cam to the warld asklent Which fools may scoff at In my last plack thy part's be in't The better half o't Tho' I should be the waur bestead Thou's be as braw and bienly clad And thy young years as nicely bred Wi' education As onie brat o' Wedlock's bed In a' thy station Gude grant that thou may ay inherit Thy Mither's looks an' gracefu' merit; An' thy poor, worthless Daddie's spirit Without his failins! 'Twill please me mair to see thee heir it Than stocket mailins! For if thou be, what I wad hae thee An' tak the counsel I shall gie thee I'll never rue my trouble wi' thee The cost nor shame o't But be a loving Father to thee And brag the name o't
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- Robert Burns