I see thee dancing o'er the green, III. By night, by day, a-field, at hame, Tho' I were doom'd to wander on '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, I restless lie frae e'en to morn, 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, &c. III. How slow ye move, ye dreary hours, For oh, her lanely nights are lang ; SONG XXII. NOW SIMMER BLINKS, &c. AIR.-BIRKS OF ABERFELDY. I. 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, II. While o'er their heads the hazels hing, The little birdies blythely sing, Or lightly flit on wanton wing III. The braes ascend like lofty wa's, Bonny lassie, &c. IV. The hoary cliffs are crown'd wi' flowers, And rising weets wi' misty showers Bonny lassie, &c. V. Let fortune's gifts at random flee, 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. |