MY NANNIE'S AWA. [Clarinda, tradition avers, was the inspirer of this song, which the poet composed in December, 1794, for the work of Thomson. His thoughts were often in Edinburgh: on festive occasions, when, as Campbell beautifully says, "The wine-cup shines in light," he seldom Blind chance, let her snapper and stoyte on her forgot to toast Mrs. Mac.] way; Be't to me, be't frae me, e'en let the jade gae: Come ease, or come travail; come pleasure or pain; I. Now in her green mantle blythe nature arrays, And listens the lambkins that bleat o'er the braes, My warst word is "Welcome, and welcome While birds warble welcome in ilka green shaw; But to me it's delightless-my Nannie's awa! again!" |