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 11 {{illegible} Round the 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. why thus waste thy youth time in sorrow? 2 a' around you the flow'rs sweetly blaw, e sets the sun o'er the wilds cliffs of Jura, the sings the mavis in ilka green shaw. can this heart evermair think of pleasure, emmer may smile, but delight I ha'e nane; in the grave lies my heart's only treasure, ture seems dead since my Jamie is gane. kerchief he gave me, a true lover's token, rar, dear to me was the gift for his sake! mur't near my heart, but this poor heart is broken ppe died wi' Jamie, and left it to break. ng for him, I lie down in the e'ening, ghing for him, I awake in the morn; t are my days a' in secret repining, w ace to this bosom can never return. have we wandered in sweetest retirement, Eelling our loves 'neath the moon's silent beam, it were our meetings of tender endearment, at fled are these joys like a fleet-passing dream,