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TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS
No. 194. Cauld is the eenin blast.
Tune : Peggy Ramsay. Scots Musical Museum, 1803, No. 583.
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Cauld is the e'enin blast
O' Boreas o'er the pool,
An' dawin it is dreary
When birks are bare at Yule.
O, cauld blaws the e'enin blast,
When bitter bites the frost,
And in the mirk and dreary drift.
The hills and glens are lost !
Ne'er sae murky blew the night
That drifted o'er the hill,
But bonie Peg-a-Ramsay
Gat grist to her mill.
No. 195. The taylor he cam here to sew.
Tune: The Dnimm.er. Aird's ^/rs, 1782, i. No. 129.
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