Glen Collection of printed music > Printed text > Harp of Renfrewshire

Consider the spaiTows, the httle }iovise sparrows,
Charity ! of kind thought the sweetest mother, .
Macphail,
M'Aslan, .
Dearest — My heart and ey are wholly now, . ^ M'Alpie,
Dear John— I yours received with hand and mind, M'Alpie,
DroU WiU Dunbar was a rhymer, they say, . Webster,
Dear Isabel, since Hymen made us one, . . Fyfe,
Doun by, near our smiddy, . . . . Clark,
Dim, hazy vapours twinkle in the air, . . Maclean,
the lonely dale, .
Float forth, thou flag of the free.
Far up on the brae.
Fare thee well ! oh, not for ever,
Scadlock,
Dickson,
Shaw,
Mennison,
Go up among the mountains, when the storm,
Guid e'en to you, lassie, ...
Gae sing o' saunts an' seers o' auld,
Great is your age ! — ^but greater far the Nile's,
Gambol ! ye happy ones, gambol in glee, .
John Wilson,
R. Stewart,
Crawford,
Dr. Wallace,
Maclean,
How pleasant is the midnight hour, . . Thomson,
Have you seen the old tree that stands lone on the
moor, ...... Maclaren,
He's in hot youth, who, with a hasty step, . Kennedy,
How aft by RosUn's aged bield, . . . King,
How I long for a home in some green shady place. Mack,
Haste, clothe me, Jarls, in my royal robe, . . Symington,
Hail ! resignation, whom indulgent heaven, . Fyfe,
Hail ! soul-cementing matrimony, hail, . . M'Gilway,
How early I wooed thee, .... Dick,
He soiTOwfu' sat by the ingle cheek, . . Gibson,
Hark ! the lark is up, .... Alexander,
Here would the poet sit and sing, . . Broicn,
Her black jet locks, in playful ringlets faU, . Rennison,
Hail ! blessed hour ! that saw the Saviour rise, . lb.
Instade of rendring thanks to God,
I've wandered east, I've wandered west.
In a saft simmer gloamin', .
It chanced three merry fairies met,
Is this the lake, the cradle of the storms.
It was a dreadful day when late I passed,
In days when Scotland dealt in war,
I gaed out yestreen atwcen eight hours and ten,
I asked the simple flower just dipped.
M'Alpie, .
Motherwell,
ib.
Patrick,
Mitchell.
Carlile.