Or were I in the wildest waste, Of earth and air, of earth and air, The desart were a paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there. Or were I monarch o' the globe, Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The only jewel in my crown, Wad be my queen, wad be my queen. THE HIGHLAND LASSIE. TUNE-THE DEUKS DANG O'ER MY DADDY.' NAE gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair, CHORUS. Within the glen sae bushy, O, Oh, were yon hills and valleys mine, But fickle fortune frowns on me, Within the glen, &c. Altho' thro' foreign climes I range, I know her heart will never change, For her bosom burns with honour's glow, Within the glen, &c. For her I'll dare the billow's roar, She has my heart, she has my hand, Fareweel the glen sae bushy, O! JOCKEY'S TA'EN THE PARTING KISS. JOCKEY'S ta'en the parting kiss, Nought but griefs with me remain. Spare my luve, ye winds that blaw, When the shades of evening creep He will think on her he loves, PEGGYS CHARMS. My Peggy's face, my Peggy's form, The lily's hue, the rose's dye, UP IN THE MORNING EARLY. CHORUS. Up in the morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; When a' the hills are cover'd wi' snaw, CAULD blaws the wind frae east to west, Sae loud and shrill's I hear the blast, The birds sit chittering in the thorn, Up in the morning, &c. THO CRUEL FATE. THO' cruel fate should bid us part, As far's the pole and line; Her dear idea round my heart Should tenderly entwine. Tho' mountains frown and deserts howl, And oceans roar between ; Yet, dearer than my deathless soul, I still would love my Jean. 1 DREAM'D I LAY WHERE FLOWERS WERE SPRINGING. I DREAM'D I lay where flowers were springing List'ning to the wild birds singing, By a falling, crystal stream: Straight the sky grew black and daring ; Thro' the woods the whirlwinds rave; Trees with aged arms were warring, Such was my life's deceitful morning, Tho' fickle fortune has deceiv'd me, She promis'd fair, and perform'd but ill; BONIE ANN. YE gallants bright, I red you right, Her comely face sae fu' o' grace, Her een sae bright, like stars by night, Sae jimpy lac'd her genty waist, |