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For Johnnie o' the Buskie Glen
I dinna care a single flee;
He has nae love to spare for me:
And weel I wat he lo'es me dear; Ae blink o' him I wadna gie
For Buskie Glen and a' bis gear.
O thoughtless lassie, life's a faught,
The canniest gate the strife is sair ; But aye fu' han't is fechting best,
A hungry care's an unco care : But some will spend and some will spare,
And wilfu' fouk maun hae their will ; Syne as ye brew, my maiden fair,
Keep mind that ye maun drink the yilt.
O gear will buy me rigs o' land,
And gear will buy me sheep and kye, But the tender heart o' leesome love,
The gowd and siller canna buy. We may be poor, Robie and I;
Light is the burden love lays on: Content and love brings peace and joy;
What mair hae queens upon a throne ?
I SAW FROM THE BEACH.
I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining,
A bark o'er the waters move gloriously on;
The bark was still there, but the waters were gone !
Oh! such is the fate of our life's early promise,
So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us,
And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone!
Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning
The close of our day, the calm of our night ;Give me back, give me back the mild freshness of morning,
Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light.
Owho would not welcome that moment's returning,
When passion first wak'd a new life through his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out all its sweets to love's exquisite flame!
BONNY PEGGY, 0.
AIR--Bonny lassie, O.
O we aft hae met at e'en, bonny Peggy, O,
Where the waters smoothly rin,
Far aneath the roaring lin,
When the lately crimson west, bonny Peggy, O, In her darker robe was drest, bonny Peggy, 0,
And a sky of azure blue,
Deck'd with stars of golden hue,
When the sound of flute or horn, bonny Peggy, 0, On the gale of evening borne, bonny Peggy, 0,
We have heard in echoes die,
While the wave that rippl'd by,
Then how happy would we rove, bonny Peggy, 0, Whilst thou blushing own’d thy love, bonny Peggy, O,
Whilst thy quickly throbbing breast
To my beating heart I press’d,
Now, alas ! these scenes are o'er, bonny Peggy, 0;
No-oh! ne'er again, I ween,
Will we meet at summer e'en,
Yet hadst thou been true to me, bonny Peggy, 0,
Then with bosom, O how light,
Had I hail'd the coming night,
HERE'S TO THY HEALTH, MY BONNIE LASS.
Here's to thy health, my bonnie lass,
Gude night and joy be wi' thee;
To tell thee that I lo'e thee.
But I can live without thee ;
How lang ye look about ye.
Thou’rt aye sae free informing,
Thou hast nae mind to marry,
Nae time hae I to tarry.
Frae wedlock to delay thee,
But fortune may betray thee.
I kend they scorn my low estate,
But that does never grieve me;
Sma’ siller will relieve me,