a-jee-ajar; syne-then; lightly-make light of; gowd-gold; hoddin grey-undyed wool; birkie-fellow; the gree-the triumph, or prize of victory. NAIRN. Burns' countrywoman, Lady Nairn, may appropriately complete our volume, with a song worthy of Burns himself, and for a long while attributed to him as his death-singing. It was supposed to be addressed to his wife Jean, and so printed; but it has been claimed by and for Lady Nairn, who wrote during the latter part of the century a number of songs: Caller Herrings, the Laird o' Cockpen, and many more, keeping her name secret. The Land o' the Leal was written in 1798. Four lines, not helping the song, were added by her many years later; and of four other lines (says the Rev. Charles Rogers, who edited her poems in 1869) it is doubtful whether they be not "an interpolation by another hand." The words are here given as Lady Nairn first wrote them. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Ae fond kiss, and then we sever! Alas! have I not pain enough, my friend!.. 295 59 Beauty, sweet Love! is like the morning dew 80 Because I breathe not love to every one 60 Blessings as rich and fragrant crown your heads. 246 105 Buzz! quoth the Blue-Fly....... 129 Call for the robin red-breast and the wren. 131 Calm was the day, and through the trembling air... 28 79 114 Chloris! if ere May be done 255 Choose me your Valentine! 178 PAGE Come away, come away, Death! Come live with me and be my Love!. Come, Sleep! and with thy sweet deceiving Come, spur away!....... Come then, tell me, sage divine! 107 235 21 93 139 183 278 Cromwell! our chief of men, who through a cloud.. 214 Cupid and my Campaspè play'd...... 47 Cyriack! this three years' day, these eyes 217 Damon! come drive thy flocks this way! Daughter of Jove! relentless power! Drop golden showers, gentle Sleep!. Early, cheerful, mounting Lark Fair and fair and twice so fair Fair Daffodils! we weep to see.. Fair Madam! you... Fair pledges of a fruitful tree!.. Fair Summer droops, droop men and beasts therefore!. False World! thou liest: thou canst not lend... Fear no more the heat o' the sun Fine young Folly! though you were First-born of Chaos, who so fair didst come First shall the heavens want starry light..... Flee from the press and dwell with soothfastness!. Fly hence, Shadows! that do keep Fresh Spring! the herald of Love's mighty king.. From fame's desire, from love's delight retired 243 271 64 8 129 168 298 117 71 175 186 175 88 171 108 188 228 69 3 142 33 97 253 103 Give place, ye Lovers! here before... Give place, you Ladies! and begone Glories, pleasures, pomps, delights, and ease Go, lovely rose ....... Good Muse! rock me asleep Go, Soul! the body's guest. ... PAGE II 14 177 141 191 23 25 283 Hail, beauteous stranger of the wood!..... Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings. 258 108 181 131 He's not the happy man to whom is given.. 262 How long with vain complaining How oft when thou, my Music! music play'st. If women could be fair and yet not fond... 20 If ye would love and loved be 6 I have done one braver thing. 122 I must not grieve my Love, whose eyes would read PAGE In time long past, when in Diana's chace 63 I once may see when years shall wreak my wrong.. 79 I prithee let my heart alone! ... 247 I saw fair Chloris walk alone I saw my Lady weep........... Is there for honest poverty. ... I tell thee, Dick! where I have been........ Lady! you are with beauties so enriched 168 145 300 193 279 86 132 234 216 137 Love guards the roses of thy lips. Love hath delight in sweet delicious fare. Madam! Withouten many words.. May I find a woman fair Men! if you love us, play no more Methought I saw my late espoused Saint. Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay Morpheus, the humble God that dwells Mortality! behold and fear My dear and only Love! I pray.. My Dearest! to let you or the world know. My love is of a birth as rare My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming. 140 146 9 128 164 139 127 217 27 224 137 219 173 245 112 9 |