CLXV. MADAM JANË. AIR-I will hae a wife. Money maks us bonny, Be she lame or lazy, When I'd ne'er a penny, Deil a lad had I; Pointing aye at Jenny, Money causes flattery, Now I'm Madam Jane. Sin' auld Robby left me Houses, fields, not few; Lads thrang round in clusters I'm a beauty now! Money maks us merry, Money maks us braw; Money gets us sweethearts, That's the best of a'! I hae fat and slender, I hae short and tall: I hae rake and miser,→→ I despise them all. Money they're a' seeking, Money they'se get nane; Money sends them sneaking After Madam Jane. There's ane puir and bashfu', He's get hand and siller, Money maks us bonny, Be she lame or lazy, Money brings a lad. CXLVI. WHEN WINDS THE MOUNTAIN OAK ASSAIL. When winds the mountain oak assail, And lay its glories waste, Through scenes of tumult while we roam, It hopes in time to roam no more: Ye proud, ye selfish, ye severe, The good alone have joys sincere, As when along the trophy'd plain, While shouting nations gaze. CXLVII. ON BLYTHSOME MEAD. On blythsome mead at morn to stray, At e'en, when wearing hame the sheep, Still sweet were these, but nought to me, Our sweet retreat, night's silent hour,- Thus fled our smiling days of youth; CXLVIII. I FOUND THE WARRIOR ON THE PLAIN. I found the warrior on the plain, His eye was fixed, his hand was chill, The eye was fix'd,--but in its gaze Look'd the high soul;-the crimson'd brow The soul that from that turf had flown Would not have sought a prouder thron |