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I said, my lassie will v g.»
To the hieland hilTs thfecarse to learn,
I'll gic ye baith a tow and ™r, -
When ye come (<> Hie brig 1 <>' Earn.
At I.eith, auld meal fumes in, ne'er fish,
And herring's at the Broomiclaw;
Cheer up your heart, my bonny lass,
There's gear to win we never saw-.
All day,when we ha'e wrought eneugh,
When winter frosts, and snaw begin,
Soon as the sun gaes west the loch,
At night when ye sit down to spin,
I'll screw my pipes, and play a spring-,
III clear my voice, and sing" a sang-;
I'll tak my bulk , and read to thee,
And winter nights will no be lang.
WHEJf FRAGRAJfT WIJTDS AT EVE BLEW SAFT.
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V hen fragrant winds at eve blew saft,
And nature cheer d each rural sc enc ,
My lowly Cot with joy I left,
* To meet my Mary on the green.
The linnet sung,upon the bush,
His farewell to the setting" sun j
Far down the glen, the speckled thrush
Took up the Strain ere he had done.
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The zephyrs shed their balmy breath ,
And kiss'd the flowerets on their wax.
While Levcrn's limpid strcam,bcneath,
Was glancing in the sunny ray.
My heart rejoie'd, as 'neath the shade
With Mary nature's charms I view d.
'Till nig'ht with silent footsteps sped,
And ev'ry fragrant flow'r bedewd .