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336. Song-My Eppie Macnab
© Robert Burns
O SAW ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab?
O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab?
She’s down in the yard, she’s kissin the laird,
She winna come hame to her ain Jock Rab.
335. Song-Fragment-Johnie lad, Cock up your Beaver
© Robert Burns
WHEN first my brave Johnie lad came to this town,
He had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown;
But now he has gotten a hat and a feather,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!
334. Song-Fragment-Damon and Sylvia
© Robert Burns
YON wandering rill that marks the hill,
And glances o’er the brae, Sir,
333. Song-Lovely Polly Stewart
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—O lovely Polly Stewart,
O charming Polly Stewart,
There’s ne’er a flower that blooms in May,
That’s half so fair as thou art!
332. Song-You’re welcome, Willie Stewart
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—You’re welcome, Willie Stewart,
You’re welcome, Willie Stewart,
There’s ne’er a flower that blooms in May,
That’s half sae welcome’s thou art!
330. Song-The Gallant Weaver
© Robert Burns
WHERE Cart rins rowin’ to the sea,
By mony a flower and spreading tree,
326. Song-The Posie
© Robert Burns
O LUVE will venture in where it daur na weel be seen,
O luve will venture in where wisdom ance has been;
But I will doun yon river rove, amang the wood sae green,
And a’ to pu’ a Posie to my ain dear May.
325. Song-What can a Young Lassie do wi’ an Auld Man?
© Robert Burns
WHAT can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie,
What can a young lassie do wi’ an auld man?
Bad luck on the penny that tempted my minnie
To sell her puir Jenny for siller an’ lan’.
Bad luck on the penny that tempted my minnie
To sell her puir Jenny for siller an’ lan’!
324. Song-The Charms of Lovely Davies
© Robert Burns
O HOW shall I, unskilfu’, try
The poet’s occupation?
322. Song-The Bonie Wee Thing
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,
Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wad wear thee in my bosom,
Lest my jewel it should tine.
321. Song-Craigieburn Wood
© Robert Burns
SWEET closes the ev’ning on Craigieburn Wood,
And blythely awaukens the morrow;
But the pride o’ the spring in the Craigieburn Wood
Can yield to me nothing but sorrow.
32. Song-Green Grow the Rashes
© Robert Burns
Chor.—Green grow the rashes, O;
Green grow the rashes, O;
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent amang the lasses, O.
318. Song-The Banks o’ Doon (Third Version)
© Robert Burns
YE banks and braes o’ bonie Doon,
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
317. Song-The Banks o’ Doon (Second Version)
© Robert Burns
YE flowery banks o’ bonie Doon,
How can ye blume sae fair?
316. Song-The Banks o’ Doon (First Version)
© Robert Burns
SWEET are the banks—the banks o’ Doon,
The spreading flowers are fair,
315. Song-Out over the Forth
© Robert Burns
OUT over the Forth, I look to the North;
But what is the north and its Highlands to me?
The south nor the east gie ease to my breast,
The far foreign land, or the wide rolling sea.
314. Song-There’ll never be Peace till Jamie comes hame
© Robert Burns
BY yon Castle wa’, at the close of the day,
I heard a man sing, tho’ his head it was grey:
And as he was singing, the tears doon came,—
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
31. Song-My Nanie, O!
© Robert Burns
BEHIND yon hills where Lugar flows,
’Mang moors an’ mosses many, O,
The wintry sun the day has clos’d,
And I’ll awa to Nanie, O.
305. Song-Gudewife, count the lawin
© Robert Burns
GANE is the day, and mirk’s the night,
But we’ll ne’er stray for faut o’ light;
Gude ale and bratdy’s stars and moon,
And blue-red wine’s the risin’ sun.
304. Song-I Murder hate
© Robert Burns
I MURDER hate by flood or field,
Tho’ glory’s name may screen us;
