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THE EWE-BUCHTIN'S BONNIE. 313
His bonnet stood aye foil round on his brow ;
His auld ane look'd aye as well as some's new ;
But now he lets 't wear ony gate it will hing,
And casts himself dowie upon the corn-bing.
And now he gaes drooping about the dykes,
And a' he dow do is to hund the tykes :
The live-lang nicht he ne'er steeks his e'e ;
And were na my heart licht I wad dee.
Were I young for thee as I hae been,
We should ha' been gallopin' down on yon green,
And linkin' it on the lilie-white lea ;
And wow gin I were but young for thee ! x
THE EWE-BUCHTIN'S BONNIE.
The only other song of Lady Grizel Baillie which has been
brought before the world is a fragment, but one breathing
strongly of the soft and tender style of the author. The late
Mr Charles Kirkpatrick Sharpe published it in a sheet, along
with an air which his father had composed for it, at a
surprisingly early period of life. 2
0, the ewe-buchtin 's bonnie, baith e'ening and morn,
When our blithe shepherds play on the bog-reed and horn ;
While we're milking, they're lilting, baith pleasant and clear —
But my heart 's like to break when I think on my dear.
the shepherds take pleasure to blow on the horn,
To raise up their flocks o' sheep soon i' the morn ;
On the bonnie green banks they feed pleasant and free,
But, alas, my dear heart, all my sighing 's for thee !
1 From the Tea-table Miscellany, 1724. 2 For the air, see p. 455.

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