WITHIN A MILE OF EDINBURGH

TOWN.

'TWAS within a mile of Edinburgh town, In the rosy time of the year;

Sweet flowers bloom'd,

and the grass was down,

And each shepherd woo'd his dear.
Bonnie Jocky, blythe and gay,

Kiss'd sweet Jenny making hay:
The lassie blush'd, and frowning cried,

"No, no, it will not do;

I canna, canna, wonna, wonna,

manna buckle to."

Jocky was a wag that never would wed, Though long he had follow'd the lass:

Contented she earn'd

and eat her brown bread,

And merrily turn'd up the grass. Bonnie Jocky, blythe and free, Won her heart right merrily: Yet still she blush'd, and frowning cried, "No, no, it will not do;

I canna, canna, wonna, wonna,

manna buckle to."

But when he vow'd he would

make her his bride,

Though his flocks and herds.

were not few,

She gave him her hand, and a kiss beside,
And vow'd she'd for ever be true.

Bonnie Jocky, blythe and free,
Won her heart right merrily:
At church she no more frowning cried,
"No, no, it will not do;

I canna, canna, wonna, wonna,

manna buckle to."

THE NIGHT-PIECE TO JULIA.

HER eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
And the elves also,

Whose little eyes glow,

Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.

No Will-o'-th'-Wisp mislight thee,
Nor snake or slow-worm bite thee;

But on, on thy way,

Not making a stay,

Since ghost there's none to affright thee.

Let not the dark thee cumber;

What though the moon does slumber?

The stars of the night

Will lend thee their light,

Like tapers clear, without number.