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11 GLOOMY WINTER’S NOW AWA,

Gloomy winter’s now awa Salt the western breezes blaw; Mang the birks o’ Stanley shaw the mavis sings fu’ chaerie, O. Sweet the crow-flower’s early bell. Decks Gleniffer’s dewy dell. Blooming like thy bonnie sell, my young, my artless dearie, O. Come, my lassie, let us stray O’er Glenkilloch’s sunnie brae, Blythely spend the gowden day midst joys that never weary O,

Towering o’er woods Lavrocks fan te clouds, Siller saughs wi’ downy buds adorn the banks sae briery Round the sylvan fairy nooks, Feath’ry brackens fringe the rocks, 'Neath the brae the burnie jouks, and ilka thing is cheerie O. Trees may bud, and birds may sing, Flowers may bloom, and verdure spring: Joy to me they canna bring, unless wi’ thee my dearie O.

NAE LUCK ABOUT THE HOUSE.

And are ye sure the news is true? and are ye sure he’s weel? Is this a time to talk o’ wark? mak haste set by your wheel.