SONG XI. ANNA, THY CHARMS, &c. I. ANNA, thy charms my bosom fire, And waste my soul with care; But ah! how bootless to admire, When fated to despair! II. Yet in thy presence, lovely fair, SONG XII. HERE AWA' THERE AWA'. AIR. HERE AWA' THERE AWA’. I. HERE awa', there awa', wandering Willie, II. Winter winds blew, loud and cauld, at our parting, Fears for my Willie brought tears in my e'e; Welcome now simmer, and welcome my Willie ; The simmer to nature, my Willie to me. III. Rest, ye wild storms, in the cave of your slumbers, But oh, if he 's faithless, and minds na his Nanie, Flow still between us, thou wide roaring main : May I never see it, may I never trow it, But, dying, believe that my Willie 's my ain! SONG XIII. BRAW LADS ON YARROW BRAES. AIR.-GALLA WATER. I. BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow braes, Ye wander thro' the blooming heather; II. But there is ane, a secret ane, Aboon them a' I loo him better; And I'll be his, and he'll be mine, The bonnie lad o' Galla water. III. Altho' his daddie was nae laird, And tho' I hae na meikle tocher, Yet rich in kindest, truest love, We'll tent our flocks by Galla water. It ne'er was wealth, it ne'er was wealth, That coft contentment, peace, or pleasure; The bands and bliss o' mutual love, O that's the chiefest warld's treasure! SONG XIV. THERE'S AULD ROB MORRIS, AIR.-AULD ROB MORRIS. I. THERE'S auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, He's the king of gude fellows, and wale of auld men ; He has gowd in his coffers, he has sheep, he has kine, And ae bonnie lassie, his darling and mine. II. She's fresh as the morning, the fairest in May, III. But oh, she's an heiress, auld Robin's a laird, |