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 She's bonny, blooming, straight and tall,

And lang has had my heart in thrall,

And ау it charms my very saul,

The kind love that's in her e'e.

O this is no mine, &c.

A thief sae pauky is my Jean

To steal a blink by a' unseen ;

But gleg as light are lover's e'en,

When kind love is in the e'e.

O this is no mine, &c.

It may escape the country sparks,

It may escape the learned clerks :

But weel the watching lover marks,

The kind love that's in her e'e.

O this is no mine, &c.

THE AULD MAN'S MARE'S DEAD.

The auld man's mare's dead,

The poor man's mare's dead,

The auld man's mare's dead,

A mile aboon Dundee,

She was cut luggit, painch lippet,

Steel waimit, staincher fittit,

Chanler chaftit, lang neckit,

Yet the brute did dee.

The auld man's &c.