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 No longer they wander in desarts alone,

In content they live in their cottage at home,

The lark, thrush, and linnet, round their cottage

do sing,

And both live as happy as a prince or a king.

YOUNG Henry was as brave a youth

As ever grac'd a martial story;

And Jane was fair as lovely truth,

She sigh'd for love, and he for glory.

With her his faith he meant to plight,

And told her many a gallant story;

'Till war, their honest joys to blight,

Call'd him away from love to glory.

Brave Henry met the foe with pride,

Jane follow'd—fought—ah, hapless story!

in man's attire, by Henry's side,

She died for love, and he for glory.

COMING thro' the craigs o' Kyle,

Amang the bonny blooming heather,

There I met a bonnie lassie,

Keeping a' her ewes thegither.

O'er the muir amang the heather,

O'er the muir amang the heather;

There I met a bonnie lassie,

Keeping a' her ews 'thegither.