Robert Burns

What will I do gin my Hoggie die

written in 1788

What will I do gin my Hoggie die, My joy, my pride, my Hoggie: My only beast, I had nae mae, And vow but I was vogie. The lee-lang night we watch'd the fauld, Me and my faithfu' doggie; We heard nought but the roaring linn Amang the braes sae scroggie. But the houlet cry'd frae the Castle-wa', The blitter frae the boggie, The tod reply'd upon the hill, I trembled for my Hoggie. When day did daw and cocks did craw, The morning it was foggie; An unco tyke lap o'er the dyke And maist has kill'd my Hoggie.

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