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O POORTITH CAULD.

Words by BURNS. Key-note C minor.

O, POORTITH Cauld and restless love,

Ye wreek my peace between ye;

Yet poortith a' I could forgie,

An't werena for my Jeanie.

o, why should fate sic pleasures have,

Life's dearest bands untwining;

Or why sae sweet a flow'r as love

Depend on fortune's shining?

This warld's wealth, when I think on

Its pride, and a' the lave o't;

My curse on silly coward man,

That he should be the slave o't. O, why, &c.

Her e'en, sae bonnie blue, betray

How she repays my passion ;

But prudence is her o'erword aye-

She talks of rank and fashion.

O, why, &c.

O, wha can prudence think upon,

And sic a lassie by him?

O, wha can prudence think upon,

And sae in love as I am ?

O, why, &c.

How blest the humble cotter's fate.

He woos his simple dearie;

The silly bogles, wealth and state,

Can never make him eerie.

0, why, &c.

THE FAIR MAID OF PERTH.

Key-note B flat.

NEAR Perth, as I wander'd the meadows among.

I saw a young lassie trip blithely along:

Her figure was graceful, and in her light waist

Some dew-dropping roses were carelessly placed.

She pluck'd off a rose from the stem of its birth,

And cried, " Take this rose from the fair maid of Perth."

She pluck'd off a rose, &c.

I told her I loved her sincerely; and then

I promised at moonlight to meet her again;

and we met where the burnies all silently glide,

And I told her I'd make her my ain bonnie bride :

And my vow I will keep, for beauty and worth

Are mine, if I marry the fair maid of Perth.