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WHA IS THAT AT MY BOWER DOOR. But at New-York, wi' knife and fork,

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WILL YE GO TO THE INDIES, MY |She is not the fairest, altho' she is fair;

MARY?

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O' nice education but sma' is her share ;
Her parentage humble as humble can be;
But I lo'e the dear lassie because she lo'es me.
Her parentage, &c.

To beauty what man but maun yield him a prize,

In her armour of glances, and blushes, and sighs;

And when wit and refinement hae polished her

darts,

They dazzle our een, as they flie to our hearts. And when wit, &c.

But kindness, sweet kindness, in the fond sparkling e'e,

Has lustre outshining the diamond to me; And the heart-beating love, as I'm clasp'd in her arms,

O, these are my lassie's all-conquering charms! And the heart-beating, &c.

YOUNG JOCKEY.

Tune-" Jockie was the blythest lad." YOUNG Jockey was the blithest lad In a' our town or here awa; Fu' blithe he whistled at the gaud, Fu' lightly danc'd he in the ha'! He roos'd my e'en sae bonnie blue,

He roos'd my waist sae genty sma; An' ay my heart came to my mou,

When ne'er a body heard or saw.

My Jockey toils upon the plain,

Thro' wind and weet, thro' frost and snaw And o'er the lee I leuk fu' fain

When Jockey's owsen hameward ca'. An' ay the night comes round again, When in his arms he taks me a'; An' ay he vows he'll be my ain

As lang's he has a breath to draw.

YOUNG PEGGY

YOUNG Peggy blooms our bonniest lass,
Her blush is like the morning,
The rosy dawn, the springing grass,
With early gems adorning :
Her eyes outshine the radiant beams

That gild the passing shower,
And glitter o'er the crystal streams,
And cheer each fresh'ning flower.

Her lips more than the cherries bright,
A richer die has grac'd them,
They charm th' admiring gazer's sight
And sweetly tempt to taste them:

Her smile is as the ev'ning mild,
When feather'd pairs are courting,
And little lambkins wanton wild,
In playful bands disporting.

Were Fortune lovely Peggy's foe,

Such sweetness would relent her, As blooming spring unbends the brow Of surly, savage winter. Detraction's eye no aim can gain Her winning pow'rs to lessen : And fretful envy grins in vain, The poison'd tooth to fasten.

Ye pow'rs of Honour, Love, and Truth,
From ev'ry ill defend her;
Inspire the highly favour'd youth
The destinies intend her;
Still fan the sweet connubial flame
Responsive in each bosom;

And bless the dear parental name
With many a filial blossom.

This was one of the poet's earliest compositions. It is copied from a MS. book, which he had before his first publication.

CORRESPONDENCE

OF

ROBERT BURNS

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