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 LASSIE WI' THE LINT WHITE LOCKS.

Lassie wi' the lint-white locks, Bonnie lassie, artles lassie, Wilt thou wi' me tent the flocks, Wilt thou be my dearie O?

Now nature cleeds the flowery lea, And a' is young and sweet like thee; O wilt thou share it’s joys wi' me, And say thoul't be my dearie O? Lassie wi’, &c.

And when the welcome simmer-shower, Has cheer’d ilk drooping little flower, We’ll to the breathing woodbine bower. At sultry noon, my dearie O, Lassie wi’, &c.

When Cynthia lights, wi’ silver ray, The weary shearer’s hameward way; Thro’ yellow waving fields we’ll stray And talk o’ love, my dearie O. Lassie wi’, &c.