DAINTY DAVIE. Now rosy May comes in wi' flowers, To deck her gay, green-spreading bowers; どさ CHORUS. Meet me on the warlock knowe, The crystal waters round us fa, When purple morning starts the hare, When day, expiring in the west, And that's my ain dear Davie. CHORUS. Meet me on the warlock knowe, Bonie Davie, dainty Davie, There I'll spend the day wi' you, My ain dear dainty Davie. TO JEANIE AIR - "Cauld Kail." COME, let me take thee to my breast, And pledge we ne'er shall sunder; And I shall spurn, as vilest dust, The warld's wealth and grandeur. And do I hear my Jeanie own, That equal transports move her? I ask for dearest life, alone, That I may live to love her. Thus in my arms, wi' all thy charms, I clasp my countless treasure; I'll seek nae mair o' heaven to share. Than sic a moment's pleasure: And by thy een, sae bonie blue, And break it shall I never. TUNE CLOUDEN KNOWES. "Ca' the Yowes to the knowes." CHORUS. CA' the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them whare the heather graws, Hark, the mavis' evening sang, Then a-faulding let us gang, Ca' the, &c. We'll gae down by Clouden side, Yonder Clouden's silent tow'rs, Fairies dance sae cheery. Ghaist nor bogle shalt thou fear; Nocht of ill may come thee near Ca' the, &c. Fair and lovely as thou art, I can die- but canna part, My bonie dearie. Ca' the, &c. LOVELY NANCY. TUNE "The Quaker's Wife." THINE am I, my faithful fair, Thine, my lovely Nancy; To thy bosom lay my heart, There to throb and languish: Tho' despair had wrung its core, That would heal its anguish. Take away those rosy lips, Rich with balmy treasure; Turn away thine eyes of love, What is life when wanting love TONE TO CHLORIS. "Mu lodging is on the old ground.” My Chloris, mark how green the groves The lav'rock shuns the palace gay, For nature smiles as sweet, I ween, Let minstrels sweep the skilfu' string The shepherd stops his simple reed, The princely revel may survey The shepherd, in the flowery glen, The courtier tells a finer tale, These wild-wood flowers, I've pu'd, to deck That spotless breast o' thine; The courtier's gems may witness love |