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273. Song-Tam Glen
© Robert Burns
MY heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie,
Some counsel unto me come len’,
To anger them a’ is a pity,
But what will I do wi’ Tam Glen?
272. Song-My Love she’s but a Lassie yet
© Robert Burns
MY love, she’s but a lassie yet,
My love, she’s but a lassie yet;
271. Song-John Anderson, My Jo
© Robert Burns
JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent;
270. Song-The Captain’s Lady
© Robert Burns
WHEN the drums do beat, and the cannons rattle,
Thou shalt sit in state, and see thy love in battle:
When the drums do beat, and the cannons rattle,
Thou shalt sit in state, and see thy love in battle.
O mount and go, &c.
269. Song-Sweet Tibbie Dunbar
© Robert Burns
O WILT thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
O wilt thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car,
Or walk by my side, O sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
268. Song-I Love my Love in Secret
© Robert Burns
MY Sandy gied to me a ring,
Was a’ beset wi’ diamonds fine;
But I gied him a far better thing,
I gied my heart in pledge o’ his ring.
267. Song-Jamie, Come Try Me
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—Jamie, come try me,
Jamie, come try me,
If thou would win my love,
Jamie, come try me.
266. Song-The Banks of Nith
© Robert Burns
THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea,
Where royal cities stately stand;
265. Song-Young Jockie was the Blythest Lad
© Robert Burns
YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad,
In a’ our town or here awa;
Fu’ blythe he whistled at the gaud,
Fu’ lightly danc’d he in the ha’.
264. Song-On a Bank of Flowers
© Robert Burns
ON a bank of flowers, in a summer day,
For summer lightly drest,
263. Song-The Gardener wi’ his Paidle
© Robert Burns
WHEN rosy May comes in wi’ flowers,
To deck her gay, green-spreading bowers,
Then busy, busy are his hours,
The Gard’ner wi’ his paidle.
256. Song-Beware o’ Bonie Ann
© Robert Burns
YE gallants bright, I rede you right,
Beware o’ bonie Ann;
250. Song-She’s Fair and Fause
© Robert Burns
SHE’S fair and fause that causes my smart,
I lo’ed her meikle and lang;
246. Song-Robin Shure in Hairst
© Robert Burns
HIS face with smile eternal drest,
Just like the Landlord’s to his Guest’s,
24. Song-No Churchman am I
© Robert Burns
NO churchman am I for to rail and to write,
No statesman nor soldier to plot or to fight,
No sly man of business contriving a snare,
For a big-belly’d bottle’s the whole of my care.
239. Song-My Bonie Mary
© Robert Burns
GO, fetch to me a pint o’ wine,
And fill it in a silver tassie;
238. Song-Auld Lang Syne
© Robert Burns
SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!
237. Song-It is na, Jean, thy Bonie Face
© Robert Burns
IT is na, Jean, thy bonie face,
Nor shape that I admire;
Altho’ thy beauty and thy grace
Might weel awauk desire.
236. Song-I Reign in Jeanie’s Bosom
© Robert Burns
LOUIS, what reck I by thee,
Or Geordie on his ocean?
Dyvor, beggar louns to me,
I reign in Jeanie’s bosom!
235. Song-The Fall of the Leaf
© Robert Burns
THE LAZY mist hangs from the brow of the hill,
Concealing the course of the dark-winding rill;
How languid the scenes, late so sprightly, appear!
As Autumn to Winter resigns the pale year.
