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(4) Oh! if I knew but where To find my deareſt dear, I would range the wide world all o'er! To ſea I would repair, Dressed in man's attire, To find out the youth I adore. Thro' lonely woods I'll ſtray, And flow'ry meadows gay, I will leave my mammy and dad; And never will return, But always ſigh and mourn, For my bonny, bonny Highland Lad.

BIRKS OF ABERGELDIE.

I thought it once a lonesome life, a lonesome life, a lonesome life, I thought it once a lonesome life to ly ſo long my lane jo: But who would not my caſe regret, Since I am cursed with a mate? What once I long'd for, now I hate; I'm quite another man, jo: