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WITHIN A MILE ON EDINBURGH TOUN.
Then I would clasp thee in my arms,
Then I'd secure thee from all harms,
For above all mortal thou hast charms—
 How dearly do I lo'e thee.
         An' thou were, &c.

Of race divine, thou needs must be,
Since nothing earthly equals thee;
So I must still presumptuous be,
 To show how much I lo'e thee!
         An' thou were, &c.

The gods one thing peculiar have,
To ruin none whom they can save;
Oh! for their sake support a slave,
 Who only lives to lo'e thee!
         An' thou were, &c.

To merit I no claim can make,
But that I love, and for your sake;—
What man can more, I'll undertake,
 So dearly do I lo'e thee!
         An' thou were, &c.

My passion, constant as the sun,
Flames stronger still, will ne'er have done,
Till fate my thread of life has spun,
 Which, breathing out I'll lo'e thee,
         An' thou were, &c.

Within a Mile of Edinburgh Toun.
'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh toun,
 In the rosy time of the year;
Sweet flowers bloomed, and the grass was down,
 And each shepherd wooed his dear.
    Bonnie Jockie, blythe and gay,
    Kissed young Jenny making hay:
The lassie blushed, and frowning cried, "Na, na, it winna do;
I canna, canna, winna, winna, maunna buckle to."[1]

  1. ↑ Join in marriage.
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