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What tho’ my Jocky’s far away,
tost up and down the dinsonie main,
I’ll keep my heart anither day,
since Jocky may return again.

Nae mair, false Jamie, sing nae mair,
and fairly cast your pipe away;
My Jocky wad be troubled sair,
to see his friend his love betray:
For a’ your songs and verse are vain,
while Jocky’s notes do faithful flow;
My heart to him shall true remain,
I’ll keep it for my constant jo.

Blaw saft, ye gales, round Jocky’s head,
and gar your waves be calm and still;
His hameward sail with breezes speed,
and dinna a’ my pleasure spill.
What tho’ my Jocky's far away,
yet he will braw in siller shine:
I’ll keep my heart anither day,
since Jocky may again be mine



She rose, and let me in.

The night her silent sable wore,
and gloomy were the skies;
Of glit'ring stars appear’d no more,
than those in Nelly’s eyes.