THEY Snool' me sair, and haud me down, A gleib o' land, a claut" o' gear, They'll hae me wed a wealthy coof, THE VISION. This fragment is founded on a poem, bearing the same title, written by Allan Ramsay. The scenery, however, is taken from nature. The poet is supposed to be musing on the banks of the river Cluden, by the ruins of Lincluden Abbey, founded in the twelfth century, in the reign of Malcolm IV. Tune.-Cumnock psalms. As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'-flower scents the dewy air, The winds were laid, the air was still, And the distant-echoing glens reply. 1 Oppress. • Kindred. m A sniveller, a stupid person. n Good portion. r Palm of the hand. The cauld blue north was streaming forth Like fortune's favours, tint as win." Had I a statue been o' stane, His daurin'y look had daunted me; And on his bonnet grav'd was plain, The sacred posy-LIBERTIE ! And fraez his harp sica strains did flow, Might rous'd the slumbering dead to hear; But oh, it was a tale of woe, As ever met a Briton's ear! He sang wi' joy his former day, He weeping wail'd his latter times; But what he said it was nae play, I winna venture't in my rhymes. O BONNIE WAS YON ROSY BRIER. The fine old air to which this song is written, has also been supplied with words by Mr. Jamison, the editor of Old Scottish Ballads and Songs,' in 2 vol. 8vo.-Edin. 1806. Tune.-I wish my love was in a mire. O BONNIE was yon rosy brier, That blooms sae far frae haunt o' man; And bonnie she, and ah, how dear! It shaded frae the e'enin' sun. Yon rose-buds in the morning dew How pure amang the leaves sae green! But purer was the lover's vow They witness'd in their shade yestreen. Frightful noise. * Strong. ? Athwart. y Daring. u Sky. w Lost as soon as won. All in its rude and prickly bower, Amid life's thorny path o' care. The pathless wild, and wimpling burn, CAN I CEASE TO CARE? In the following song there is much of the manner and feeling of the old verses, 'Ay waukin' O, waukin' ay an' wearie, Sleep I canna get, for thinking on my dearie.' CHORUS. Long, long the night, CAN I cease to care, Is on the couch of anguish? Every hope is fled, Every fear is terror; Hear me, Pow'rs divine! CLARINDA. The subject of this song was a young widow who encouraged a friendly correspondence with Burns. CLARINDA, mistress of my soul, To what dark cave of frozen night We part-but by these precious drops She, the fair sun of all her sex, Has blest my glorious day: And shall a glimmering planet fix JOCKEY'S TAEN THE PARTING KISS. Written to the tune and in the manner of the old song, beginning'Come kiss wi' me, come clap wi' me, An' sail nae mair the saut, saut sea." Nought but griefs with me remain. Salt. Sound and safely may he sleep, Jockey's heart is still at hame. THE BONNIE LAD THAT'S FAR AWA. The original song, to the tune of which the following is written, will be found in a volume of songs printed at Edinburgh, about 1670, black letter, beginning "The Elphin Knight sits on yon hill, Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba, He blew his horn baith loud an' shrill, O How can I be blythe and glad, It's no the driving drift and snaw; To think o' him that's far awa. My father pate me fraed his door, The bonnie lad that's far awa. A pair o' gloves he gave to me, And silken snoodse ne gave me twa; The weary winter soon will pass, And spring will cleed the birken shaw;8 And my sweet babie will be born, And he 'll come hame that 's far awa. Fine. c Put. e Ribands for binding the hair. d From. f Clothe. g Small wood |