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effie ha'.
Noo' many a secret hope rose high as Effie joined the dance,
An' wi' her captivatin' smile met every wistfu' glance.
The lassies cast a jealous e'e upon the winsome queen,
Aye as they caught her floating form an' tresses gouden sheen.
But quite unconscious o' it a' noo' free she ca's the crack.
Wi' a puir wand'rin' fiddler chiel, wha ca'd to win a plack.
An' wi' her captivatin' smile met every wistfu' glance.
The lassies cast a jealous e'e upon the winsome queen,
Aye as they caught her floating form an' tresses gouden sheen.
But quite unconscious o' it a' noo' free she ca's the crack.
Wi' a puir wand'rin' fiddler chiel, wha ca'd to win a plack.
Some siller in his loof she placed, an' wished him muckle mair,
Then wi' a partner rose again to lichtly trip the flair.
The fiddler carle embaulden'd seemed by Effie's hamely ways,
For soon his fiddle silent lay enveloped in its baze,
An' steppin' to braw Tibbie Grey, he saught her out to dance,
But, sirs, the warld o' stern disdain she threw him in her glance.
Then wi' a partner rose again to lichtly trip the flair.
The fiddler carle embaulden'd seemed by Effie's hamely ways,
For soon his fiddle silent lay enveloped in its baze,
An' steppin' to braw Tibbie Grey, he saught her out to dance,
But, sirs, the warld o' stern disdain she threw him in her glance.
He turned awa' wi' courage left to try anither fair;
A titter at his impudence was a' his answer there.
But no a partner could he get, though mony mair he tried,
When Effie, wi' a glowin' cheek, wi' anger at their pride,
Stepp'd up an' said, whilst on her face his gratefu glances fell,
"Gin ye tak' me for your partner, lad, I'll dance wi' you mysel'."
A titter at his impudence was a' his answer there.
But no a partner could he get, though mony mair he tried,
When Effie, wi' a glowin' cheek, wi' anger at their pride,
Stepp'd up an' said, whilst on her face his gratefu glances fell,
"Gin ye tak' me for your partner, lad, I'll dance wi' you mysel'."
