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II. LOVE : GENERAL |
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Is this thy plighted, fond regard, Thus cruelly to part, my Katie?
Is this thy faithful swain's reward— An aching broken heart, my Katie ?
Farewell 1 and ne'er such sorrows tear That fickle heart of thine, my Katie!
Thou may'st find those will love thee dear, But not a love like mine, my Katie ! |
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No- 165. There was a bonie lass.- |
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Tune : A bonie lass. |
Scots Musical Museum, 1803, No. 586. |
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There was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass,
And she lo'ed her bonie laddie dear, Till war's loud alarms tore her laddie frae her arms
Wi' monie a sigh and a tear. Over sea, over shore, where the cannons loudly roar,
He still was a stranger to fear, And nocht could him quail, or his bosom assail,
But the bonie lass he lo'ed sae dear. l 2 |
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