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I will wed with this boautiful creature, To forsake cruel war,' he did cry. So now they're united together, Friends think of them now they're afar, Trying, heaven bless them now and for over, Young Jane and her gallant Hussar.

T H R O' T H E  W O O D  L A D D I E.

SANDY, why leaves thou thy Nelly to mourn, Thy presence could ease me, When naething can please me, Now dowie I sigh on the banks of the burn, For through the wood, laddie, until thou return.

Tho' woods now are bonnie, and mornings are clear, While lavrocks are singing, And primroses springing; Yet nane o' them pleases my eye or my ear, When thro' the wood, laddie, I dinna appear.

That I am forsaken, some spare not to tell, I'm fash'd with their scorning Baith ev'ning and morning, Their jeering gangs aft to my heart wi' a knell, When through the wood, laddie, I wander mysel'.

Then stay, my dear Sandy, nae langer away, But quick as an arrow, Haste here to thy marrow, Wha's living in languor till that very day, When through the wood, laddie, we'il dance, sing, and play T H E R O S E  OF  A L L A N D A L E.

THE morn was fair, the skies were clear, No breath came o'er the sea,