SONG I. I. Oh, how I dreamed of love, When youth was all before me; Ere the fearful thought came o'er me Of all this heart should prove! When young Beauty beamed upon me New blisses from above, And the spells of Hope were on me, Oh, how I dreamed of love! 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; And never till up on the mountains I speed, 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 seck, and choose me for her own, "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. |