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 5 Waves are rising o’er the sea, &c. Waves are rising o’er the sea, &c. An’ gin ye loe me as ye say ye winna gae and leave me.

O never mair bonny lassie will I gang & lea thee Never mair bonny lassie, &c. Never mair bonny lassie, &c. E’en let the warld gae as it will I’ll came again an’ cheer thee.

Frae his hand he coost the stick, I winna gang and leave thee, Threw his plaid into the neuk never can I grieve thee, Drew his boots, an’ flang them by, come my lass be cheerie, I’ll kiss the tear frae aff thy cheek an’ never leave my dearie.





Amo Amas, I love a lass, As a cedar tall and slender, Sweet cowslips grace her nominative case, And she’s of the feminine gender.

Rorum Corum, sunt di-vorum, Harum scarum Divo;