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384. Song-Highland Mary
© Robert Burns
YE banks, and braes, and streams around
The castle o’ Montgomery!
383. Song-My Wife’s a winsome wee thing
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a lo’esome wee thing,
This dear wee wife o’ mine.
382. Song-I’ll meet thee on the Lea Rig
© Robert Burns
WHEN o’er the hill the eastern star
Tells bughtin time is near, my jo,
381. Song-Fragment-No cold approach
© Robert Burns
NO cold approach, no altered mien,
Just what would make suspicion start;
No pause the dire extremes between,
He made me blest—and broke my heart.
380. Song-Saw ye Bonie Lesley
© Robert Burns
O SAW ye bonie Lesley,
As she gaed o’er the Border?
She’s gane, like Alexander,
To spread her conquests farther.
379. Song-Fragment-Love for love
© Robert Burns
ITHERS seek they ken na what,
Features, carriage, and a’ that;
Gie me love in her I court,
Love to love maks a’ the sport.
378. Song-Bessy and her Spinnin Wheel
© Robert Burns
O LEEZE me on my spinnin’ wheel,
And leeze me on my rock and reel;
377. Song-The Country Lass
© Robert Burns
IN simmer, when the hay was mawn,
And corn wav’d green in ilka field,
376. Song-The Deil’s awa wi’ the Exciseman
© Robert Burns
THE DEIL cam fiddlin’ thro’ the town,
And danc’d awa wi’ th’ Exciseman,
And ilka wife cries, “Auld Mahoun,
I wish you luck o’ the prize, man.”
375. Song-The Deuks dang o’er my Daddie
© Robert Burns
THE BAIRNS gat out wi’ an unco shout,
The deuks dang o’er my daddie, O!
374. Song-O can ye Labour Lea?
© Robert Burns
Chorus—O can ye labour lea, young man,
O can ye labour lea?
It fee nor bountith shall us twine
Gin ye can labour lea.
373. Song-The Slave’s Lament
© Robert Burns
IT was in sweet Senegal that my foes did me enthral,
For the lands of Virginia,—ginia, O:
Torn from that lovely shore, and must never see it more;
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
Torn from that lovely shore, and must never see it more;
And alas! I am weary, weary O.
372. Song-Kellyburn Braes
© Robert Burns
THERE lived a carl in Kellyburn Braes,
Hey, and the rue grows bonie wi’ thyme;
And he had a wife was the plague of his days,
And the thyme it is wither’d, and rue is in prime.
371. Song-Lady Mary Ann
© Robert Burns
O LADY Mary Ann looks o’er the Castle wa’,
She saw three bonie boys playing at the ba’,
The youngest he was the flower amang them a’,
My bonie laddie’s young, but he’s growin’ yet.
370. Song-Sic a Wife as Willie had
© Robert Burns
WILLIE WASTLE dwalt on Tweed,
The spot they ca’d it Linkumdoddie;
369. Song-My Collier Laddie
© Robert Burns
WHARE live ye, my bonie lass?
And tell me what they ca’ ye;
My name, she says, is mistress Jean,
And I follow the Collier laddie.
My name, she says, &c.
368. Song-Scroggam, my dearie
© Robert Burns
THERE was a wife wonn’d in Cockpen,
Scroggam;
She brew’d gude ale for gentlemen;
Sing auld Cowl lay ye down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.
367. Song-When she cam ben she bobbed
© Robert Burns
O WHEN she cam’ ben she bobbed fu’ law,
O when she cam’ ben she bobbed fu’ law,
And when she cam’ ben, she kiss’d Cockpen,
And syne denied she did it at a’.
366. Song-The weary Pund o’ Tow
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—The weary pund, the weary pund,
The weary pund o’ tow;
I think my wife will end her life,
Before she spin her tow.
364. Song-I do confess thou art sae fair
© Robert Burns
I DO confess thou art sae fair,
I was been o’er the lugs in luve,
Had I na found the slightest prayer
That lips could speak thy heart could muve.
