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DAVIDSON'S TJNIYERSAL MELODIST.
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JENNY'S BAWBEE.
The Words by Sir Alexander Boswell, Bart.
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him -sel' cun-ning as the de'il, And here they came a -wa' to
The first, a captain to his trade,
Wi' skull ill lined, but back weel clad,
March'd round the barn, and by the shed,
And pap'd on his knee :
Quo' he, ' My goddess, nymph, and queen,
Your beauty's dazzl'd baith my een 1'
But de'il a beauty he had seen
But — Jenny's bawbee.
A lawyer neist, wi' blethrin gab,
Wha' speeches wove like ony wab,
In ilk ane's corn ay took a dab,
And a' for a fee.
Accounts he ow'd through a' the town,
And tradesmen's tongues nae mair cou'd drown,
But now he thought to clout his gown
Wi' Jenny's bawbee.
A norland laird neist trotted up,
Wi' bawsend nag and siller whup.
Cried, ' There's my beast, lad, baud the grup.
Or tie 't till a tree :
steal Jenny's baw - bee.'
' What's gowd to me, I've wealth o' Ian',
Bestow on ane o' worth your ban'.'
He thought to pay what he was awn
Wi' Jenny's bawbee.
Dress'd up jast like the knave o' clubs,
A thing came neist, (but life has rubs,)
Foul were the roads, and fu' the dubs, *
And jaupit a' was he.
He danc'd up, squintin through a glass,
And grinn'd, ' I' faith, a bonnie lass 1'
He thought to win, wi' front o' brass,
Jenny's bawbee.
She bade the laird gae kaim his wig,
The soger no to strut sae big.
The lawyer no to be a prig;
The fool cry'd, ' Tehee 1
' I kent that I could never fail !'
But she pinn'd the dish-clout to his tail,
And sous'd him wi' a water-pail.
And kept her bawbee 1
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FARE THEE WELL, THOU FIRST AND FAIREST.
The Poetry by Robert Burns.
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One fond kiss and then we sev - er;
One fare - well.
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still my heart is
thy bo-som, Thou my first and on - ly cho-sen.
To forget thee, love, I canna, —
Nothing can resist my Anna ;
If to see her be to love her.
Love but once, and love for ever :
Had we never lov'd so kindly, —
Had we never lov'd so blindly,' —
Never met, nor never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Who can say that fortune grieves him,
While a ray of hope she leaves him ?
But no cheerful twinkle lights me, —
Care and sighs so close benight me.
One fond kiss, and then we sever ;
This embrace, then part for ever ; —
Still my heart is in thy bosom.
Thou, my first and only chosen 1