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8 Close to his breast he held me fast:-

Sae coozy, warm, we lay thegither;

Nae summer heat was half sae sweet

As my love's plaid amang the heather.

O my bonny, &c.

Mid wind and rain he tald his tale,

My lightsome heart grew like a feather

It lap sae quick I coudna speak,

But silent sigh'd amang the heather.

O my bonny, &c.

The Storm blew past; we kiss'd in haste;

I hameward ran and tald my mither,

She gloom'd at first but soon confest

The bowls row'd right amang the heather.

O my donnybonny [sic], &c.

Now Hymen's beam gilds bank and stream,

Whare Will and I fresh flowers will gather;

Nae storms I fear, I've got my dear,

Kind hearted lad amang the heather.

O my bonny highland laddie,

My winsome, weelfar'd, highland laddie,

Should storms appear, my Will's ay near;

To row me in his tartan plaidie.

FINIS.