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9 GLOOMY WINTER'S NOW AWA',

GĻOOMY winter's now awa', Saft the westling breezes blaw, 'Mang the birks o' Stanely shaw The mavis sings fu' cheery O; Sweet the crawflower's early bell Decks Gleniffer's dewy dell, Blooming like thy bonnie sell' My young, my artless deary O. Come, my lassie, let us 'stray O'er Glenkilloch's sunny brae, Blythely, spend the gowden day, 'Midst joys that never weary O.

Tow'ring o'er the Nowton woods, Lav'rocks fan the snaw-white elbuds, Siller saugles, with downy buds, Adorn the banks sae brlery O, Round tho sylvan fairy nooks, Feath'ry breckans fringe the rocks, 'Neath the brae the burnie jouks, And ilka thing is cheery O; 'Trees may bud, and birds may sing, Flow'rs may bloom, and verdure spring, Joy to me they canna bring, Unless wi' thee, my dearie O.

DESPAIRING MARY.

Mary, why thus waste thy youth tine in sorrow See a' around you the flow'rs sweetly blaw, ytho sets the sun o'er the wild cliffs of Jura, Blythe sings the mavis in ilka green shaw, ow can this heart overnair think of pleasure, Summer may sinile, but delight I ha'e pane; nuld in the grave lies my heart's ouly treasure, Nature seems dead since my Jamie is gane.