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By Colin's cottage lies his game,
If Colin's Jennie be at hame.
My lady's white, my lady's red,
And kith and kin o' Cassilis' blude ;
But her ten-pund lands o' tocher gude
Were a' the charms his lordship lo'ed.
Out ower yon rnuir, out ower yon moss,
Where gor-cocks through the heather pass,
There wons auld Colin's bonnie lass>
A lily in a wilderness.
Sae sweetly move her genty limbs,
Like music-notes o' lovers' hymns ;
The diamond-dew in her een sae blue,
Where laughing love sae wanton swims :
My lady's dink, my lady's dress'd,
The flower and fancy o' the West ;
But the lassie that a man lo'es best,
O, that's the lass to mak him blest.*
LOW DOUN r THE BRUME.f
Tune — Loiv doim i' the Broom.
My daddie is a cankert carle.
He'll no twine wi' his gear;
My minnie she's a scauldin' wife^
Hauds a' the house asteer.
* The tune of this song is a most expressively blackguard version of the
Reel of Tulloch, the full effect of whicfi can only be given on the violin.
t " This song is said to be the production of James Carnegie, Esq. of
Balnamoon, a beautiful estate upon the slope of the Grampians, about
five miles north-west of Brechin. A correspondent, who has kindly fur-
nished the substance of this notice, says, ' I have conversed with a wor-
thy farmer of fourscore, who has lived on the Balnamoon estate from in-
fancy. The garrulous old fellow observed, « I kent the auld laird weel :
he was a curious body, and there's nae doubt but he made up the sang.'
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