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The haunt o' Spring's the primrose-brae,
The Summer joys the flocks to follow. How cheery thro1 her shortening day,
Is Autumn in her weeds o1 yellow; But can they melt the glowing heart,
Or chain the soul in speechless pleasure? Or thro' each nerve the rapture dart,
Like meeting her, our bosom's treasure?
No. 144. I feed a man at Martinmas.
Tune : O can ye labour lea Scots Musical Museum, 1792, No. 394.
Chorus. O, can ye labor lea, young man, O, can ye labor lea ? It fee nor bountith shall us twine Gin ye can labor lea. I fee'd a man at Martinmas
Wi' airle pennies three; But a' the faut I had to him
He could na labor lea. O, clappin's gude in Febarwar,
An' kissin 's sweet in May ; But my delight's the ploughman lad
That weel can labor lea. O, kissin is the key o' luve,
An' clappin is the lock ; An' makin o's the best thing yet That e'er a young thing got! k a