Glen Collection of printed music > Printed music > Collection of twenty-four Scots songs (chiefly pastoral)

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Be con taut my TrueToTe,from thee I muft go,
To meet, f igh ., and vanquifh,the protid daring foe;
But thundering Cannon, fhall bellow in vain.
No danger i'll fear, while belov’d by my Jean.
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Be conftant my True-love, we fhall meet again,
Tho parting diftrefs us, with forrow and pain,
With glory and riches,to thee i'll return,
And never again leave my faireft to mourn.
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Be co itant my True-love, and dry up thofe tears,
The heart of a Soger admits of no fears.
No toil can affright me, if ferry I feem,
It’s only becaufe I muff part with my Jean.
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Be conftant my True-love, I warmly requeft,
Where ever I go, thou fhalt lodge in my breaft.
My vows every morning, to thee i'll renew.
And tell them again with the evening dew.'
Be conftant my True-love, thy white fwelling breaft,.
Tells me thy dear bofomis but ill at reft.
Let reafon and friendfhip thy fears over rule,
And dictate fweet peace to thy foft fighing foul.
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Be conftant my True-love, where ever I roam.
My heart in thy bofom, will ftill be at home,
And let me be ftranger to honour and fame,
A traitor to all, when I love not my Jean.
For the Clarinet or Griitar.