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 fJCOTGH SONG8, Beoro I sw hndy I roe with the lark, And as merrily sang Frae the roaming till dark; But now when l'm snging, he eomes in my mind, Tho' he's me/ther before me, nor yet i hahand: 0 love do you p/ague ilks body like me, For'Sandy ne'er prombed �lover to ba. Wi' me at %foarmm R we've wander'd aline, And at kirk, at market, wi' me he has gane; He speaks not of love but he's blithe when we meet Nor allows me to Pes8 unoboerv'd in the street. Be still then my heart, let my wheel go it round, For mother will wonder what's come o' thy sound; I needna be jealous, for why should I be, Siace hndy ne'er promised his true love to me. � While Ellen was musing the door it flew wide: , -In a moment young Sandy .was d.own by her side; I'm nome my dear Ellen, you mauna say nay, To ask you to wed me, and Tuesday's the day; Your mother's consented, O now my love speak; Yet she aid not a word, and pale grew her cheek; At length with a smile, and the tear in her e'e, She elua to his bomnn an said[ ' it will b' THE BANNER OF BLUE.. STRIlg! lip! stl'ie rip! fJtl*e lip[ Sentrash mlnatreb on Say, ' Tell of Wallace, that brav warlike man; Sing also of Bmee---your banners display, While each chief leads on his botd cla Hmm's success, Caledonia to thee; To the suns of *.he thistle so true, Then march! gaily*march! o cantie and fine, There', none like tho banners so blue'.

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