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23 HEY, JENNY, COME DOWN TO JOCK.

his good old Scottish Song has lately been revival and introduced upon the stage, with considerable success, by our friend Mir Charles Mackay. The author of this as well as of "The Laird of Cockpen," is unknown, although considerable pains and research have been made to discover and trace out their previous history, but whit- out effect.

Jockie he came here to woo, Wi' tartan plaid, and bonnet blue And Jenny pat on her best array, When she heard that Jockie was come that way.

Jenny she gaed up the stair; For Jenny was blate afore unco folk; And aye sac loud as her mither did rair, "Hey, Jenny, come down to Jock."

Jenny she came down the stair, And she came bobbin' and beckin' ben ; Her stays they were laced, and her waist it was jimp, And a braw new-made manco gown. Jockie took her by the hand; "O, Jenny ! can you fancy me? My father is dead, and has left me some land, And braw houses twa or three-

And I will gi'e them a' to thee." " A haith !" quo' Jenny, " I tear you mock.' Then, foul fa' me, gin I scorn thee; If ye'll be my Jenny, I'll be your Jock."

Jenny she gaed up the gate, Wi' a green gown as side as her smock; And aye sae loud as her mither did rair, “ Vow, sirs ! hasna Jenny got Jock!"