When Cynthia lights, wi' silver ray, Lassie wi', &c. And when the howling wintry blast Lassie wi' the lint-white locks, O LASSIE, ART THOU SEEEPING YET. O, lassie, art thou sleeping yet, CHORUS. O let me in this ae night, Thou hear'st the winter wind and weet, And shield me frae the rain, jo. O let me in, &c. The bitter blast that round me blaws HER ANSWER. O tell na me o' wind and rain, CHORUS. I tell you now this ae night, The snellest blast, at mirkest hours, The sweetest flower that deck'd the mead, Let simple maid the lesson read, The weird may be her ain, jo. The oird that charm'd his summer day, ROY'S WIFE OF ALDIVALLOCH.* Roy's wife of Aldivalloch, Wat ye how she cheated me As I came o'er the braes of Balloch. She vow'd, she swore she wad be mine, O she was a canty queen, And weel could dance a highland walloch; Her face sae fair, her enn sae clear, Though she's forever left her Johnny. THE GIRL OF MY HEART. I HAVE parks, I have grounds, I have deer, I have hounds, And for sporting, a neat little cottage; I have youth, I have wealth, I have strength, I have health, Yet I mope like a beau in his dotage. What can I want, but the girl of my heart, For had I the wealth which the Indies impart, Without the lovely girl of my heart, &c. * Aldivalloch, sounded Aldivalloh. My domain far extends, and sustains social friends Who make music divinely enchanting; We have balls, we have plays, we have routs public days, And yet still I feel something a wanting: And had I the wealth which the Indies impart, EVELEEN'S BOWER. Он, weep for the hour, The lord of the valley with false vows came; From the heavens that night, And wept behind the clouds o'er the maidens' shame. The clouds past soon From the chaste cold moon, And heaven smil'd again with her vestal flame; When the clouds shall pass away, Which that dark hour left upon Eveleen's fame. The white snow lay On the narrow path-way Where the lord of the valley cross'd over the moor; And many a deep print On the white snow's tint, Show'd the track of his footstep to Eveleen's door. The next sun's ray Soon melted away Ev'ry trace on the path where the false lord came; But there's a light above Which alone can remove That stain upon the snow of fair Eveleen's fame. SANDY AND JENNY. COME, come, bonny Lassie, cried Sandy, awa', Stay, stay, bonny Laddie, then cried I with speed, Besides should I do so, what would the folks say, List, list, bonny Lassie, and mind what you do, Fie, fie, bonny Laddie, then cried I again, O, then, a good-by, bonnie Lassie cried he, Stay, stay, bonny Laddie, cried I with a smile, |