O lovely Polly Stewart! O charming Polly Stewart! There's ne'er a flower that blooms in May COULD AUGHT OF SONG. TUNE-At Setting Day. COULD aught of song declare my pains, They who but feign a wounded heart When wastes the soul with anguish? Then let the sudden bursting sigh WAE IS MY HEART. TUNE-Wae is my Heart. WAE is my heart, and the tear's in my ee; Love, thou hast pleasures, and deep hae I loved : Oh, if I were happy, where happy I hae been, woe, eye long have sore who would HERE'S TO THY HEALTH MY BONNIE LASS. TUNE-Laggan Burn. HERE'S to thy health, my bonnie lass, good no mo:e love O dinna think, my pretty pink, How lang ye look about ye. I ken thy friends try ilka means, I ken they scorn my low estate, Sma' siller will relieve me. I count my health my greatest wealth, don't long 80 have know, every wealth 50 I'll fear nae scant, I'll bode nae want, scarcity, forbode But far-off fowls hae feathers fair, And aye until ye try them: Though they seem fair, still have a care, They may prove waur than I am. But STILL at night, when the moon shines bright, My dear, I'll come and see thee; For the man that loes his mistress weel, Nae travel makes him weary. ANNA, THY CHARMS. TUNE-Bonnie Mary. ANNA, thy charms my bosom fire, Yet in thy presence, lovely fair, For sure 'twere impious to despair, MY LADY'S DINK. My lady's dink, my lady's drest, Out ower yon muir, out ower yon moss, Worse trim o'er where moorcocks dwells Sae sweetly move her gentle limbs, Where laughing love sae wanton swims. JOCKEY'S TAEN THE PARTING KISS. TUNE-Jockey's taen the parting Kiss. And with him is a' my bliss, Nought but griefs with me remain. Plashy sleets and beating rain ! Sweetly blithe his waukening be! Fondly he'll repeat her name; O LAY THY LOOF IN MINE, LASS. TUNE-Cordwainers' March. love, blow snow eye awaking home O LAY thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, hand That thou wilt be my ain. A slave to love's unbounded sway, Unless thou be my ain. There's mony a lass has broke my rest, O lay thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, own oft, much woe foe moment, I've loved O MALLY'S MEEK, MALLY'S SWEET. Mally's modest and discreet, Mally's rare, Mally's fair, Mally's every way complete. As I was walking up the street, For that fair maiden's tender feet. It were mair meet that those fine feet Her yellow hair, beyond compare, Comes trinkling down her swan-like neck; And her two eyes, like stars in skies, THE BANKS OF CREE. TUNE-The Banks of Cree. HERE is the glen, and here the bower, It is Maria's voice I hear!— So calls the woodlark in the grove, His little faithful mate to cheer; At once 'tis music and 'tis love. And art thou come ?-and art thou true? Along the flowery banks of Cree. ON THE SEAS AND FAR AWAY. How can my poor heart be glad, Nightly dreams, and thoughts by day, CHORUS. On the seas and far away, Nightly dreams, and thoughts by day, Are aye with him that's far away. more shoes above from When in Summer's noon I faint, At the starless midnight hour, When Winter rules with boundless power; And thunders rend the howling air, Peace, thy olive wand extend, Then may Heaven, with prosperous gales, To my arms their charge convey, My dear lad that s far away. |