Rodney has lived on the East Side since 1969. Born as Jacob，
Her father and mother observed her decay; "What ails ye, my bairn?" they ofttimes would say; "Ye turn round your wheel, but you come little speed, For feeble's your hand and silly's your thread."
She smiled when she heard them, to banish their fear, But wae looks the smile that is seen through a tear, And bitter's the tear that is forced by a love Which honour and virtue can never approve.
Her father was vexed and her mother was wae, But pensive and silent was auld Robin Gray; He wandered his lane, and his face it grew lean, Like the side of a brae where the torrent had been.
Nae questions he spiered her concerning her health, He looked at her often, but aye 'twas by stealth; When his heart it grew grit, and often he feigned To gang to the door to see if it rained.
He took to his bed--nae physic he sought, But ordered his friends all around to be brought; While Jeanie supported his head in its place, Her tears trickled down, and they fell on his face.
"Oh, greet nae mair, Jeanie," said he wi' a groan, "I'm no worth your sorrow--the truth maun be known; Send round for your neighbours, my hour it draws near, And I've that to tell that it's fit a' should hear.
"I've wronged her," he said, "but I kent it owre late; I've wronged her, and sorrow is speeding my date; But a' for the best, since my death will soon free A faithfu' young heart that was ill matched wi' me.
"I lo'ed and I courted her mony a day, The auld folks were for me, but still she said nay; I kentna o' Jamie, nor yet of her vow, In mercy forgive me--'twas I stole the cow.
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