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UMBARTON's Drums beat bonny-0,

When thy mind me of my dear Jonny-0,
How happy am I,

When my soldier is by,
While he kisses and blesses his Annie-0!
'Tis a soldier alone can delight memo,
For his graceful looks do invite me-O:

While guarded in his arms,
I'll fear

no wars alarms,
Neither danger nor death shall e'er fright me 0.

My love is a handsome laddiem,
Genteel, but ne'er foppish nor gaudy-0,:

Tho' commissions are dear,

Yet I'll buy him one this year ;
For he shall serve no longer a cadie-O.
A soldier has honour and bravery-O,
Unacquainted with rogues and their knavery-O:

He minds no other thing

But the ladies or the king ;

every other care is but slavery-0.

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Then I'll be the captain's lady,
Farewell all my friends and my daddy_O;

I'll wait no more at home,

But I'll follow with the drum,
And whene'er that beats, I'll be ready-0,
Dumbarton's drums found bonny-0,
They are sprightly like my dear Jonny-0:

How happy shall I be,

When on my soldier's knee,
And he kisses and blesses his Annie-o!

Auld lang syne.
HOULD auld acquaintance be forgot,


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Thefe are the noble hero's lot,

Obtain'd in glorious wars :
Welcome, my VARO, to my breat,

Thy arms about me twine,
And make me once again as blest,

As I was lang syne.
Methinks around us on each bough,

A thousand Cupids play,
Whilft thro' the groves I walk with you,

Each object makes me gay:
Since your return the sun and moon

With brighter beams do fine,
Streams murmur soft notes while they run,

As they did lang syne.
Despise the court and din of state.;

Let that to their share fall,
Who can esteem such slav'ry great,

While bounded like a ball :
But sunk in love, upon my arms

brave head recline,
We'll please ourselves with mutual charms,

As we did lang syne.
O'er moor and dale, with your gay friend,

You may pursue the chace,
And, after a blyth bottle, end

All cares in thy embrace :
And in a vacant rainy day

You shall be wholly mine ;
We'll make the hours run smooth away,

And laugh at lang syne.
The hero, pleas'd with the sweet air,

And signs of generous love,
Which had been utter'd by the fair,

Bow'd to the pow’rs above :
Next day, with content and glad hafte,

Th' approach'd the sacred shrine ;
Where the good priest the couple bleft,

And put them out of pine.




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AIN'D with her slighting Jamie's love,

Bell dropt a tear · Bell dropt a tear,
The Gods descended from above,
Well pleas’d to hear well pleas’d to hear,
They heard the praises of the youth
From her own tongue - from her own tongue,
Who now converted was to truth,
And thas she sung and thus she sung:

Bleft days when our ingenuous sex,
More frank and kind more frank and kind,
Did not their lov'd adorers vex ;
But spoke their mind but spoke their mind.
Repenting now, the promis'd fair,
Wou'd he return — wou'd he return,
She ne'er again wou'd give him care,
Or cause him mourn - or cause him mourn.

Why lov'd I thee, deserving swain,
Yet fill thought shame - yet itill thought shame,
When he my yielding heart did gain,
To own my flame to own my fame
Why took I pleasure to torment,

- and seem too coy?
Which makes me now alas lament
My flighted joy - my flighted joy.

And seem too coy

Ye fair, while beauty's in its spring,
Own your desire own your desire,
While love's young pow'r with his soft wing
Fans up the fire fans up the fire,
O do not with a filly pride,
Or low defign or low design,
Refuse to be a happy bride,
But answer plain - but answer plain.

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Thus the fair monrner wail'd her crime,
With flowing eyes — with flowing eyes.
Glad Jamie heard her all the time,
With sweet surprise - with sweet surprise.
Some God had led him to the grove :
His mind unchang'd his mind unchang'd,
Flew to her arms, and cry'd, My love,
I am reveng'd - I am reveng'd!

PEGGY, I must love thee.

S from a rock past all relief, AS

The shipwrackt Colin spying
His native foil, o'ercome with grief,

Half sunk in waves, and dying :
With the next morning sun he spies
A ship, which gives unhop'd surprise ;
New life springs up, he lifts his eyes

With joy, and waits her motion.

So when by her whom long I lov'd,

I scorn'd was, and deserted,
Low with despair my spirits mov'd,

To be for ever parted :
Thus droopt I, till diviner grace
I found in Peggy's mind and face ;
Ingratitude appear'd then base,

But virtue more engaging.

Then now fince happily I've hit,

I'll have no more delaying ;
Let beauty yield to manly wit,

We lofe ourselves in staying:
I'll hafte dull courtship to a close,
Since marriage can my fears oppose :
Why should we happy minutes lose,

Since, Peggy, I must love thee.


Men may be foolish, if they please,

And deem't a lover's duty,
To figh, and sacrifice their ease,

Doating on a proud beauty :
Such was my case for many a year,
Still hope succeeding to my fear,
False Betty's charms now disappear,

Since Peggy's far outshine them.


They are twa bonny laffes,
They bigg'd a bower on yon burn-brae,

And theek'd it o'er wi' rashes.
Fair Befly Bell I loo'd yeftreen,

And thought I ne'er cou'd alter ; But Mary Grey's twa pawky een,

They gar my fancy falter.

Now Belly's hair's like a lint-tap;

She smiles like a May morning, When Phæbus starts frae Thetis' lap,

The bills with rays adorning : White is her neck, faft is her hand,

Her waste and feet's fu' genty ; With ilka grace she can command ;

Her lips, O wow ! they're dainty.

And Mary's locks are like a craw,

Her een like diamonds glances ; She's ay sae clean, redd up and braw,

She kills whene'er fhe dances : Blyth as a kid, with wit at will.

She blooming, tight, and tall is ; And guides her airs fa gracefu' ftill,

O Jove, The's like thy Pallas.

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