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MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS.
Tune-FAILTE NA MIOSG.
The first half-stanza of this song is old; the rest is mine.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
Farewel to the mountains high cover'd with snow;
THE LOVELY LASS OF INVERNESS.*
THE first half stánza of this ballad is old.
The lovely lass o' Inverness,
Nae joy nor pleasure can she see;
the saut tear blins her ee.
A waefu' day it was to me;
My father dear and brethren three!
Their winding sheet the bluidy clay,
Their graves are growing green to see;
That ever blest a woman's ee!
A bluidy man I trow thou be;
That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee!
THE SHEPHERD'S PREFERENCE.
is Blacklock's.-I don't know how it came by the name, but the oldest appellation of the air was, Whistle and I'll come to you my lad.
It has little affinity to the tune commonly known by that name.
THE BONIE BANKS OF AYR.
I COMPOSED this song as I convoyed my chest so far on the road to Greenock, where I was to embark in a few days for Jamaica.
I meant it as my farewel Dirge to my native land.
The gloomy night is gathering fast,
* “ I had taken the last farewel of my few friends ; my chest was on the road to Greenock ; I had composed the last song I should ever measure in Caledonia, The gloomy Night is gathering fust.
Letter to Dr. Moore, vol. i. p. 35. Dr. Currie's ed.
Yon murky cloud is foul with rain,
The autumn mourns her rip’ning corn,
'Tis not the surging billow's roar,
Farewel, old Coila's hills and dales,
The scenes where wretched fancy roves,
A WAUKRIFE MINNIE.*
I PICKED up this old song and tune from a country girl in Nithsdale.--I never met with it elsewhere in Scotland.
Whare are you gaun, my bonie lass,
Where are you gaun, my hinnie,
An errand for my minnie.
O whare live ye, my bonie lass,
O whare live ye, my hinnie,
A watchful mother.