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SONGS OF SCOTLAND.
Oh, wlia wad buy a silken goun,
Wi' a puir broken heart ?
Or what 's to me a siller croun,
Gin frae my love I part 1
The mind whase every wish is pure,
Far dearer is to me ;
And ere I 'm forced to break my faith,
I '11 lay me doun and dee ;
For I ha'e pledged my virgin troth,
Brave Donald's fate to share,
And he has gi'en to me his heart,
Wi' a' its virtues rare.
His gentle manners wan my heart,
He gratefu' took the gift ;
Could I but think to seek it back,
It wad be waur than theft.
For langest life can ne'er repay
The love he bears to me ;
And ere I 'm forced to break my troth,
I '11 lay me doun and dee.
This beautiful song, with its air, was printed in a sheet about
1 780, and the name or names of author and composer have never
come to the knowledge of the world.
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