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But if my Chirsty tunes her voice,
I'm rapt in admiration ;
My thoughts wV ecstasies rejoice,
And drap the haill creation.
Whene'er she smiles a kindly glance,
I take the happy omen,
And aften mint to make advance.
Hoping she'll prove a woman.
But, dubious of my ain desert.
My sentiments I smother ;
Wi' secret sighs I vex my heart,
For fear she love another.' '
Thus sang blate Edie by a burn,
His Chirsty did o'erhear him ;
She doughtna let her lover mourn.
But, ere he wist, drew near him.
She spak' her favour wi' a look,
Which left nae room to doubt her :
He wisely this white minute took.
And flang his arms about her.
'^ My Chirsty ! witness, bonny stream,
Sic joys frae tears arising ;
I wish this may na be a dream, —
Oh, love the maist surprising !"
Time was too precious now for tank,
This point of a' his wishes ;
He wadna wi' set speeches bank,
But wair'd it a' on kisses.
The heroine of this song was Miss Chi'istina or Christian Dundas, daughter of
Sir James Dundas of Arnisten, and wife of Sir Charles Erskine, or Areskine, of Alva,
Lord Justice Clerk of Scotland in 1763. The song is the first in the " Tea-Table
Miscellany," from which it has been conjectured that it was an especial favourite of
its author.

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