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MY HEART IS A BREAKING, &c.
1. My heart is a breaking, dear Tittie,
Some counsel unto me come len', To anger them a' is a pity,
But what will I do wi' Tam Glen?
ous origin, the latter half of the third line in the seventh
stanza, our hearts were ne'er our foe, would be proof 66 sufficient. Many are the instances in which our bard has 6 adopted defective rhymes, but a single instance cannot be “ produced, in which to preserve the rhyme, he has given a “ feeble thought, in false grammar. These additional stanzas
are not however without merit, and they may serve to pro" long the pleasure which every person of taste must feel, 66 from listening to a most happy union of beautiful music, with “ moral sentiments that are singularly interesting.”
In poortith I might mak a fen ;
If I mauna marry Tam Glen.
“ Gude day to you, brute,” he comes ben: He brags and he blaws o' his siller,
But when will he dance like Tam Glen ?
My minnie does constantly deave me,
And bids me beware o' young men ; They flatter, she says, to deceive me,
But wha can think sae o' Tam Glen?
He'll gie me gude hunder marks ten:
O wha will I get but Tam Glen.
My heart to my mou gied a sten;
And thrice it was written Tam Glen.
My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken;
And the very grey breeks o' Tam Glen.
VIII. Come counsel, dear Tittie, don't tarry ;'
I'll gie you my bonnie black hen,
will advise me to marry
O MEIKLE THINKS MY LUVE, &c.
AIR.-MY TOCHER'S THE JEWEL.
O MEIKLE thinks my luve o' my beauty,
And meikle thinks my luve o' my kin; But little thinks my luve I ken brawlie,
My tocher's the jewel has charms for him. It's a' for the apple he'll nourish the tree;
It's a' for the hiney he'll cherish the bee : My laddie's sae meikle in luve wi’ the siller,
He can na hae luve to spare for me.
My tocher's the bargain ye wad buy ;
Sae ye wi' anither your fortune maun try. Ye're like to the timmer o'yon rotten wood,