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5 Ere right the l thro of her heart Declard tho f e Sally Roy

The virgin train in tears ar e , When yellow midnight each valley, Slow stealing o'er the wy green, Towards the grave of gentle Sally! And whi remembrance wakes the igh Which weans each feeling rt from joy, The mourning dirge, asce ll igh, Bewails the fate of Sally Roy.

TEE BRAES ABOON BONAW.

bonny lassie, Wilt thou go my braw lassie, Wi hou go say ar or o. To the braes aboon Ponaw, lassie.

Though Donald phrase, Wi' ll n, speech, fine, lassie What he'll im comes frae the heart, Sae let it be frae lassie, Wilt thou go my hon y lassie, &c.

Wi' siller cla p I'll d ck thy waist, Wi' silken s oo thy hair, lassie;