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416 SONGS OF SCOTLAND.
His words are sae sugar'd, sae sweet !
His sense drives ilk fear far awa' !
I listen — poor fool ! and I greet ;
Yet how sweet are the tears as they fa' !
Dear lassie, he cries wi' a jeer,
Ne'er heed what the auld anes will say ;
Though we 've little to brag o' — ne'er fear ;
What 's gowd to a heart that is wae ?
Our laird has baith honours and wealth,
Yet see how he 's dwining wi' care ;
Now we, though we 've naething but health,
Are cantie and leal evermair.
Marion ! the heart that is true,
Has something mair costly than gear ;
Ilk e'en it has naething to rue —
Ilk morn it has naething to fear.
Ye warldlings, gae hoard up your store,
And tremble for fear ought you tyne ;
Guard your treasures wi' lock, bar, and door,
While here in my arms I lock mine !
He ends wi' a kiss and a smile —
Wae 's me, can I tak it amiss ?
My laddie 's unpractised in guile,
He 's free aye to daut and to kiss !
Ye lasses wha lo'e to torment
Your wooers wi' fause scorn and strife,
Play your pranks — I ha'e gi'en my consent,
And this night I am Jamie's for life.
The first verse of this song, and another verse not reproduced
here, are stated by Ritson to have been composed by ' J. D. ;'
but Burns ascribes them to Mr John Clunie, minister of Borth-
wick, Edinburghshire. This reverend gentleman, who is remem-
bered as a good singer of Scotch songs, died on the 13th April
1 8 19, at the age of sixty-two. The remaining verses were the
composition of Hector Macneill.