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DAVIDSON'S UNIVERSAL MELODIST
THE ABSENT LOVER.— WHAT AILS THIS HEART O' MINE ?
As sung by Mr. Wilson. — The Poetry by Miss Blamire.
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What ails this heart o' mine? What means this wat'-ry e'e? What mak's me aye turn
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cauld as death, When I tak' leave o' thee? When thou art far a-wa', Thou'lt
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dear -er grow to me; But change o' folk, and change o' place, May gar thy fan-cyjee
Then I'll sit down and moan,
Just by yon spreadin' tree,
And gin a leaf fa' in my lap,
I'll ca't a word frae thee.
Syne I'll gang to the bower,
Which thou wi' roses tied :
'Twas there, by mony a blushin' bud,
I strove my love to hide.
I'U doat on Uka spot
Where I hae been wi' thee ;
I'll ca' to mind some fond love-tale
By every burn and tree.
'Tis hope that cheers the mind,
Though lovers absent be ;
And when I think I see thee stiU,
I'U think I' m stiU wi' thee.
Co*! Energi'^o.
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WHA'LL BE KING BUT CHARLIE?
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The news frae Moi - dart cam' yes - treen. Will soon gar mo - ny fer - lie ; For
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ships o' "war hae just come in. And land - ed roy - al Char - lie.
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gi-ther ! An' crown your right - fu' law-fu'
The Highland clans, wi' sword in hand,
Frae John-o'-Groat's to Airly,
Hae to a man declar'd to stand
Or fa' wi' royal Charlie.
Come thro' the heather, &c.
The i/owland a', baith great and sma',
Wi' mony a lord and laird, hae
Declar'd for Scotia's King an' law,
And spier ye wha but Charlie.
Come through the heather, &c.
king, — For wha'll be king but Char - lie '''
There's ne'er a lass in a' the land.
But vows baith late and early.
To man she'll ne'er gie heart or hand
Wha wadna' fecht for Charlie.
Come thro' the heather, &c.
Then here's a health to Charlie's cause,
And be 't complete and early ; —
His very name my heart's blood warms ;—
To arms for royal Charlie !
Come thro' the heather, &«.

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