10 How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace But, oh! fell Death's untimely frost, Now green's the sod, and cauld's the clay, O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, And closed for aye the sparkling glance And mouldering now in silent dust 41. R. Burns CXCII. AULD ROBIN GRAY When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye a hame, The waes o' my heart fa' in showers frae my e'e, Young Jamie lo'ed me weel, and sought me for his bride; But saving a croun he had naething else beside : To make the croun a pund, young Jamie gaed to sea; And the croun and the pund were baith for me. 5 He hadna been awa' a week but only twa, When my father brak his arm, and the cow was stown awa 11 My father couldna work, and my mother couldna spin; My heart it said nay; I look'd for Jamie back ; But the wind it blew high, and the ship it was a wrack; My father urgit sair: my mother didna speak; But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break : They gi'ed him my hand, but my heart was at the sea; Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, O sair, sair did we greet, and muckle did we say; I gang like a ghaist, and I carena to spin; I daurna think on Jamie, for that wad be a sin ; 42. Lady A. Lindsay DUNCAN GRAY Duncan Gray cam here to woo, Ha, ha, the wooing o't; On blythe Yule night when we were fou, Ha, ha, the wooing o't: Maggie coost her head fu' high, CXCIII. 5 There's twa fat hens upo' the coop Mak haste and thraw their necks about, And spread the table neat and clean, Gar ilka thing look braw, For wha can tell how Colin fared Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech, His breath like caller air; His very foot has music in't 25 330 35 As he comes up the stair 40 And will I see his face again? And will I hear him speak? |