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OR, CALEDONIAN WARBLER. 177
1 cou'dna bide the silly clash
Came hourly frae the gawky laird !
And sae, to stop his gab and fash,
Wi' Jamie to the kirk repair'd.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
Now ilka summer's day sae lang.
And winter's clad wi' frost and snaw,
And tunefu' lilt and bonny sang
Aye keep dull care and strife awa'.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
AS SWEET IS THE ROSE.
Tune — Lucys Flitting.
As sweet is the rose wi' its opening blossom,
So sweet is the smile of my Mary to me ;
Fu' aft to my breast I enraptured enfauld her,
When straying at gloamin' alang the green lea.
Then though nature smiled, majestic in grandeur,
Though sweet was ilk wild note that rang frae
the tree,
Though mild glow'd the sun when he sank 'neath
the mountain,
Yet dearer than these was the blink o' her ee.
This thrills through my heart-strings, it beats in
my bosom,
Wi' pleasure unceasing, — my soul turns to glee,
For the blush o' her cheek shows a modest wee
dimple,
When the joy-beam o' love glows sweet in her ee.