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SONGS or TUE AITECTIONS. Ill
THE BLUE-EYED LASSIE.
Burns. Air—" The blathrie o't."
I GAED a waefa' gate yestreen,
A gate, I fear, I'll dearly rae ;
I gat my death frae twa sweet een,
Twa lovely een o' bonnie blue.
'Twas not her golden ringlets bright,
Her lips like roses wet wi' dew,
Her heaving bosom lily-white —
It was her een sae bonnie blue.
She talk'd, she smil'd, my heart she wiled,
She charm'd my soul I wistna how ;
And aye the stound, the deadly wound,
Cam' frae her een sae bonnie blue.
But spare to speak, and spare to speed,
She'll aiblins listen to my vow ;
Should she refuse, I'll lay my dead
To her twa een sae bonnie blue.
MY WIFE'S A WINSOME WEE THING.
BuENS. Air — " My wife's a wanton wee tiling."
She is a winsome wee thing.
She is a handsome wee thing.
She is a bonnie wee thing.
This sweet wee wife o' mine.
I never lo'ed a dearer,
And niest my heart I'll wear her,
For fear my jewel tine.
She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonnie wee thing.
This sweet wee wife o' mine.