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I. LOVE : PERSONAL
5
No. 5. If ye gae up to yon hill-tap.
(Tune unknown.)
If ye gae up to yon hill-tap, Ye'll there see bonie Peggy;
She kens her father is a laird, And she forsooth 's a leddy.
There's Sophy tight, a lassie bright, Besides a handsome fortune ;
Wha canna win her in a night Has little art in courtin.
Gae down by Faile, and taste the ale,
And tak a look o' Mysie ; She's dour and din, a deil within,
But aiblins she may please ye.
If she be shy, her sister try, Ye'll maybe fancy Jenny;
If ye'll dispense wi' want 0' sense— She kens hersel she's bonie.
As ye gae up by yon hillside, Speir in for bonie Bessy;
She'll gie ye a beck, and bid ye light, And handsomely address ye.
There's few sae bonie, nane sae guid In a' King George' dominion;
If ye should doubt the truth of this—It's Bessy's ain opinion !
No. 6. Her flowing locks, the raven,'s wing.
(Tune unknown.)
Her flowing locks, the raven's wing, Adown her neck and bosom hing; How sweet unto that breast to cling, And round that neck entwine her!
Her lips are roses wat wi' dew; O, what a feast, her bonie mou'! Her cheeks a mair celestial hue, A crimson still diviner!
No. 7. Had I a cave.
Tune : Robin Adair or Aileen a roon (see No. 45).
Had I a cave on some wild distant
shore, Where the winds howl to the wave's dashing roar, There would I weep my woes, There seek my lost repose, Till grief my eyes should close, Ne'er to wake more!
Falsest of womankind, canst thou.
declare All thy fond, plighted vows fleeting as air ? To thy new lover hie, Laugh o'er thy perjury, Then in thy bosom try What peace is there!






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