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SONGS OF THE SOLDIERS AND SAILORS. 43 52. AULD LANG SYNE.
F
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne; 'We'll tak' a cup of kindness yet* For auld lang syne.
We twa ha'e sported i' the burn
Frae mornin' sun till dine, But seas between us braid ha'e roared,
Sin' auld lang syne.
And here's a hand, my trusty frien\
And gie's a hand o' thine; We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
53. LOVE'S OLD SWEET SONG.
(F)
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall, When on the worlds the mists began to fall, Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng. Low to our hearts love sang an old, sweet song. And in the dusk, where fell the twilight's gleam, Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low, And the flickering shadows softly come and go. Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long, Still to us at twilight comes love's old sweet song, Comes love's old sweet song. |
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