Page:Fugitive Poetry 1600-1878.djvu/378
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
360
JAMIE O' THE GLEN..
I'll screw my pipes, and play a spring,
And thus the weary night we'll end,
Till the tender kid and lamb-time bring
Our pleasant summer back again.
And thus the weary night we'll end,
Till the tender kid and lamb-time bring
Our pleasant summer back again.
"Syne when the trees are in their bloom,
And gowans glint o'er ilka field,
I'll meet my lass amang the broom,
And lead her to my summer shield.
Then, far frae a' their scornfu' din,
That make the kindly hearts their sport,
We'll laugh and kiss, and dance, and sing,
And gar the langest day seem short."
And gowans glint o'er ilka field,
I'll meet my lass amang the broom,
And lead her to my summer shield.
Then, far frae a' their scornfu' din,
That make the kindly hearts their sport,
We'll laugh and kiss, and dance, and sing,
And gar the langest day seem short."
Jamie O' The Glen.
Auld Rob, the laird o' muckle land,
To woo me was na very blate,
But spite o' a' his gear he fand
He came to woo a day owre late.
A lad sae blythe, sae fu' o' glee,
My heart did never ken,
And nane can gie sic oy to me
As Jamie o' the glen.
To woo me was na very blate,
But spite o' a' his gear he fand
He came to woo a day owre late.
A lad sae blythe, sae fu' o' glee,
My heart did never ken,
And nane can gie sic oy to me
As Jamie o' the glen.
My minnie grat like daft, and raired,
To gar me wi' her will comply,
But still I wadna' hae the laird,
Wi' a' his ousen, sheep, and kye.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
To gar me wi' her will comply,
But still I wadna' hae the laird,
Wi' a' his ousen, sheep, and kye.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
Ah, what are silks and satins braw?
What's a' his warldly gear to me?
They're daft that cast themselves awa'
Where nae content or love can be.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
What's a' his warldly gear to me?
They're daft that cast themselves awa'
Where nae content or love can be.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
I couldna bide the silly clash
Came hourly frae the gawky laird!
And sae, to stop his gab and fash,
Wi' Jamie to the kirk repaired.
A lad sae blythe, &c.
Came hourly frae the gawky laird!
And sae, to stop his gab and fash,
Wi' Jamie to the kirk repaired.
A lad sae blythe, &c.