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I see thee dancing o'er the green,
Thy waist sae jimp, thy limbs sae clean,
Thy tempting lips, thy glancing e'en,-

By heaven and earth I love thee!

III. By night, by day, a-field, at hame, The thoughts o'thee my breast inflame; And

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I muse and sing thy name ---
I only live to love thee.
Tho' I were doom'd to wander on
Beyond the sea, beyond the sun,
'Till my last weary sand was run,

'Till then,—and then I love thee!

SONG XXI.

HOW LANG AND DREARY, &c.

AIR.-CAULD KAIL IN ABERDEEN,

I.

How lang and dreary is the night,

When I am frae my dearie;
I restless lie frae e'en to morn,

Tho' I were ne'er sae weary.
For oh, her lanely nights are lang;

And oh, her dreams are eerie ;
And oh, her widow'd heart is sair,

That's absent frae her dearie!

II.
When I think on the lightsome days

I spent wi' thee my dearie;
And now what seas between us roar,

How can I be but eerie. For oh, 8c.

III. How slow ye move, ye dreary hours,

The joyless day how dreary ; It was na sae ye glinted by

When I was wi' my dearie. For oh, her lanely nights are lang ;

And oh, her dreams are eerie; And oh, her widow'd heart is sair,

That's absent frae her dearie!

SONG XXII.

NOW SIMMER BLINKS, &c.

AIR.-BIRKS OF ABER FELDY.

1. Bonny lassie, will ye go, will ye go, will ye go, Bonny lassie, will ye go to the Birks of Aberfeldy ?

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the chrystal streamlet plays,
Come let us spend the lightsome days
In the birks of Aberfeldy.

Bonny lassie, &c.

II.
While o'er their heads the hazels hing,
The little birdies blythely sing,
Or lightly flit on wanton wing
In the birks of Aberfeldy.

Bonny lassie, &c.

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III. The braes ascend like lofty wa's, The foaming stream deep-roaring fa's, O’erhung wi' fragrant spreading shaws, The birks of Aberfeldy.

Bonny lassie, 8c.

IV. The hoary cliffs are crown'd wi' flowers, White o'er the linns the burnie pours, And rising weets wi' misty showers The birks of Aberfeldy.

Bonny lassie, 8c.

V.
Let fortune's gifts at random flee,
They ne'er shall draw a wish frae me.
Supremely blest wi' love and thee
In the birks of Aberfeldy.

Bonny lassie, &c. *

* This is written in the same measure as the Birks of Abergeldie, an old Scottish song, from which nothing is borrowed but the chorus.

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