In mirkest glen, at midnight hour, I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie, O, Altho' the night were ne'er sae wild, The hunter lo'es the morning sun, THE LASS OF BALLOCHMYLE. "TWAS ev'n—the dewy fields were green, In ev'ry glen the mavis sang, All nature list'ning seem'd the while, Except where greenwood echoes rang, Amang the braes o' Ballochmyle. With careless step I onward stray'd, A maiden fair I chanc'd to spy: Her air like Nature's vernal smile, Perfection whisper'd, passing by, “Behold the lass o' Ballochmyle!” Fair is the morn in flow'ry May, Or wand'ring in the lonely wild: O, had she been a country maid, That ever rose in Scotland's plain! Then pride might climb the slipp'ry steep Give me the cot be.ow the pine, To tend the flocks, or till the soil, And ev'ry day have joys divine, Wi' the bonie lass o' Ballochmyle. BONIE LESLEY. O saw ye bonie Lesley, As she gaed o'er the border? She's gane, like Alexander, To spread her conquests farther. To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever; Thou art a queen, fair Lesley, The hearts o' men adore thee. The Deil he could na scaith thee, And say, "I canna wrang thee.” The Pow'rs aboon will tent thee; Misfortune sha' na steer thee; Thou'rt like themselves, sae lovely, That ill they'll ne'er let near thee. Return again, fair Lesley, Return to Caledonie! That we may brag we hae a lass There's nane again sae bonie. BONIE.EAN. THERE was a lass, and she was fair, And ay she wrought her mammie's wark, The blithest bird upon the bush But hawks will rob the tender joys Young Robie was the brawest lad, He gaed wi' Jeanie to the tryste, He danc'd wi' Jeanie on the down; And, lang ere witless Jeanie wist, Her heart was tint, her peace was stown. As, in the bosom o' the stream, The moonbeam dwells at dewy e'en, So, trembling, pure, was tender love, Within the breast o' bonie Jean. And now she works her mammie's wark, But did na Jeanie's heart loup light, The sun was sinking in the west, Jeanie fair! I lo'e thee dear; At barn or byre thou shalt na drudge, Now what could artless Jenny do? And love was ay between them twa T |