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Thou'lt may be fa' frae me afar,
And nane to close thy ee, laddie.
O resume thy wonted smile,
O suppress thy fears lassie!
Glorious honour crowns the toil,
That the sodger shares, lassie !
Heaven will shield thy faithfu', lover,
Till the vengeful strife be over,
Then we'll meet nae mair to sever;
Till the day we die, lassie ;
Midst our bonny woods and braes,
We'll spend our peaceful happy days,
As blithe's yon lightsome lamb that plays,
On Louden's flowery lea, lassie.
THE BIRKS OF ABERFELDY.
Bonny lassie, will ye go,
Will ye go, will ye go,
Bonny lassie wil ye go,
To the birks of Aberfeldy.
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the crystal streamlet plays,
Come let us spend the lightsome days,
