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OB, CALEDONIAN WARBLER. iOi
Yet aye it draps its head in wae.
Regardless o' the Bunny ray»
An' wastes its sweets frae day to day
Beside the lanely shaw :
Wi' leaves a' stcep'd in sorrow's deWj
Fause, cruel man, it seems to rue,
Wha aft the sweetest flower will pu',
That rend its heart in twa.
Thou bonny flower on Levern-side^
O gin thou'lt be but mine ;
I'll tend thee wi' a lover's pride,
Wi' love that ne'er shall tine ;
I'll tak thee to my sheltering bower,
An' shield thee frae the beating shore.
Unhai'm'd by ought thou'lt bloom secure
Frae a' the blasts that blav/ :
Thy charms surpass the crimson dye
That streaks the glowing western sky ;
But liere, unshaded, soon thou'lt die,
And lane will be thy fa'. TaimahiJL
AULD ROB MORRIS.
There's auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen,
He's the king o' gude fellows, and wale o' auld men,
He has gowd in his coffers, he has owsen and kine ^
And ac bonnie lassie, his darling and mine.