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Where thou lies low, and takes thy rest,
On fair Kirkconnel lee,
I wish my grave were growin' green,
A windin' sheet drawn ower my een.
And I in Helen's arms lying,
On fair Kirkconnel lee.
I wish I were where Helen lies ;
Nicht and day on me she cries ;
I'm sick of all beneath the skies,
Since my love died for me.
THE COURTSHIP OF JOCK THE WEAVER
AND JENNIE THE SPINNER.*
[never before published.]
JOCK.
I HAE bocht Boulie Willie's lume, my lassie ;
Although she be aul', she's hard at the bane ;
Four-and-twenty year I may ride on the limmer :
Ye thocht that I was puir, but ye're fairly mista'en.
JENNIE.
The treddles, Johnnie, 's aul', and the lume is frail and
rotten ;
The shuttle, too, was aye a lazy jaud to rin ;
The treddles, Johnnie, 's aul', and twa o' them are
broken :
Ye're no sae rich, my Johnnie lad, as ye wad seem.
* This was a popular song in the parishes of Beith, Kilbimie, and Dairy,
ornorthern district of Ayrshire, about the year 1730. The person, from
whose recitation it is taken down, learned it from an aged person, who had
sung it when a boy about that time. The editor considers it worthy of
preservation, as affording a picture of the very simple and primitive system
of domestic economy which prevailed at the period referred to.