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The lily it is pure, and the lily it is fair,
And in her lovely bosom I'll place the lily there;
The daisy's for simplicity and unaffected air,

And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May,

The hawthorn I will pu', wi' its locks o'siller grey, Where, like an aged man, it stands at break o' day, But the songster's nest within the bush I winna tak

I away; · And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May. .

The woodbine I will pu' when the e'ening star is near, And the diamond-draps o' dew shall be her e’en sac

clear; The violet's for modesty which weel she fa's to wear,

And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May.

I'll tie the posie round wi' the silken band o'luve, And I'll place it in her breast, and I'll swear by a'

. above, That to my latest draught o' life the band shall ne'er

remuve,
And this will be a posie to my ain dear May.

THE

THE BANKS O' DOON.

YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,

How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ;
How can ye chant, ye little birds,

And I sae weary, fu' o' care !
Thou'll break my heart thou warbling bird,

That wantons thro' the flowering thorn :
Thou minds me o' departed joys,

Departed never to return.

Thoud ! sae weiht, ye little "esh and for

Oft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon.

To see the rose and woodbine twine ; And ilka bird sang o' its luve,

And fondly sae did I o' mine. Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose,

Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree; And my fause luver stole my rose,

But, ah! he left the thorn wi' me.

SIC SIC A WIFE AS WILLIE HAD.

WILLIE Wastle dwalt on Tweed,

The spot they ca'd it Linkumdoddie, Willie was a wabster gude,

Cou'd stown a clue wiony bodie;
He had a wife was dour and din,

O Tinkler Madgie was her mither ;
Sic a wife as Willie bad,
I wad na gie a button for ber.

She has an e'e, she has but ane,

The cat has twa the very colour ;
Five rusty teeth forbye a stump,

A clapper tongue wad deave a miller ;
A whiskin beard about her mou,
Her nose and chin they threaten ither ;

Sic a wife, &c,

She's

She's bow-hough'd, she's hein shinn'd,

Ae limpin leg a hand breed shorter ; She's twisted right, she's twisted left,

To balance fair in ilka quarter :
She has a hump upon her breast,

The twin o' that upon her shouther ;
· Sic a wife, &c.

Auld baudrans by the ingle sits,

An' wi' her loof her face a washin;
But Willie's wife is nae sae trig,

She dights her grunzie wi' a hushion ;
Her walie nieves like midden-creels,
Her face wad fyle the Logan-water ;
Sic a wife as Willie had,
I wad na gie a button for her.

GLOOMY

GLOOMY DECEMBER.

ANCE mair I hail thee, thou gloomy December !

Ance mair I hail thee wi' sorrow and care ; Sad was the parting thou makes me remember,

Parting wi' Nancy, Oh! ne’er to meet mair. Fond lovers parting is sweet painful pleasure,

Hope beaming mild on the soft parting hour; But the dire feeling, O farewell for ever,

Is anguish unmingl’d and agony pure.

Wild as the winter now tearing the forest,

"Till the last leaf o' the summer is flown, Such is the tempest has shaken my bosom,

Since my last hope and last comfort is gone; Still as I hail thee, thou gloomy December,

Still shall I hail thee wi' sorrow and care ; For sad was the parting thou makes me remember, · Parting wi' Nancy, Oh, ne'er to meet mair

EVAN

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