MY NANNIE'S AWA. TUNE-There 'll never be Peace, &c. Now in her green mantle blythe nature arrays, And listens the lambkins that bleat o'er the braes, While birds warble welcome in ilka green shaw; But to me it's delightless-my Nannie's awa. The snaw-drap and primrose our woodlands adorn, And violets bathe in the weet o' the morn; They pain my sad bosom, sae sweetly they blaw, They mind me o' Nannie-and Nannie's awa. Thou lav'rock that springs frae the dews of the lawn, The shepherd to warn o' the grey-breaking dawn, And thou mellow mavis that hails the nightfa', Give over for pity-my Nannie's awa. Come, Autumn, sae pensive, in yellow and grey, And soothe me wi' tidings o' nature's decay; The dark, dreary winter, and wild-driving snaw, Alane can delight me-now Nannie's awa. MY NANNIE, O. TUNE- My Nannie, O. BEHIND yon hills where Lugar flows, The westlin wind blaws loud and shill; And few there be that ken me, O; And I maun guide it cannie, O; But warl's gear ne'er troubles me, My thoughts are a' my Nannie, O. Our auld guidman delights to view His sheep and kye thrive bonnie, O; But I'm as blythe that hauds his pleugh, And has nae care but Nannie, б. Come weel, come woe, I care nae by, MY PEGGY'S FACE. 0; My Peggy's face, my Peggy's form, MY SPOUSE NANCY. TUNE--My Jo Janet. HUSBAND, husband, cease your strife, Tho' I am your wedded wife, Yet I am not your slave, sir." "One of two must still obey, Is it man or woman, say, "If 'tis still the lordly word, And so good-bye allegiance!" "Sad will I be, so bereft, Yet I'll try to make a shift, My poor heart then break it must, When you lay me in the dust, Think, think how you will bear it." "I will hope and trust in heaven, Strength to bear it will be given, "Well, sir, from the silent dead, "I'll wed another like my dear, Then all hell will fly for fear, MY WIFE'S A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, I never saw a fairer, I never loe'd a dearer; And neist my heart I'll wear her, Oh leeze me on my wee thing, Tho' warld's care we share o't, NITHSDALE'S WELCOME HAME. THE noble Maxwells and their powers And they'll gae bigg Terreagles' towers, And they declare Terreagles fair, |