II. And now, though withering years Have blanched my cheek and tresses; Though a change no tongue expresses Hath slain my hopes and fears; Though this goodly earth is ever But as haunted ground to me, Yet, sweet love, nought can sever III. For love's sweet sake I've scorned The gauds that lure the many; And that falsest bliss of any, The fame that's quickly mourned. Nor thought I of bestowing My true treasure gold to make, When the cloudless suns were glowing, I but lived for love's sweet sake! SONG II. I. My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go. And never till up on the mountains I speed, Shall my heart have its hope, or my toil win its meed; And never till on the bright lochs I shall gaze, Can I feel that whole Heaven shining down on my days. II. Oh, the plains of the Saxon are prisons to me; III. What a fair gentle maid in Glencarra doth dwell, For a true-love to seek, and choose me for her own, I'd away to the Highlands, and say to my dear, My heart's in the Highlands, my true-love is here." SONG III. EYES versus EYES. ALTERED FROM THE FRENCH, AND SENT TO A YOUNG LADY WHOSE EYES WERE HAZEL. I. Those wild Black eyes so sparkling bright, Those dear Blue eyes that softly strike, In their disputes, both day and night, Each claimed the glory and applause, Has been decided by King Love. II. His majesty's no Solomon, Yet sometimes knows a thing or two; The lawyers came in armies on, To plead for Black eyes or for Blue. For witnesses, each Kiss of flame; And for defenders, countless Sighs; For proof, Hope, Fear, and Torment came; Desires took notes for all the Eyes. III. King Cupid, thus, the quarrel ends, "Black Eyes are beautiful, my friends, 66 "And beautiful are Eyes of Blue. These last show more of tenderness; "The former, most vivacity; "Black Eyes a roguish wit express; "In Blue ones constant truth we see. |