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18 But some will spend, and some will spare, An' tilin' fouk maun hee their will; Syne as pe brew, my maiden fair. Keep mind that ye man drink the yill

O year will buy me rigs o' land, And gear will buy me sheep and kye, But the tender heart o' leesome love, The goud and siller canna buy. We may be poor, Robie and I; Light is the burden love lays on; Content and love bring peace and joy; What mair ba'e upon the throne?

Donald of Dundee.

YOUNG G Donald is the blythest lad That e'er made love to me; Whene'er he's by, my heart is glad, He seems so gay and free. Then on his pipe he plays so sweet, And in his plaid he looks so neat, It cheers my heart atleve to meet Young Donald of Dundee.

Whene'er I gang to yonder grove, Young Sandy follows me, And fain he wants to be my love, But, ah! it canna be.