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May conſolation’s balm be ſpread
On every friend and lover’s head,
Or thoſe who fought, and dy’d, and bled,
For deeds perform’d at Bonny-Muir.
On every friend and lover’s head,
Or thoſe who fought, and dy’d, and bled,
For deeds perform’d at Bonny-Muir.
Let rich and poor, and young and old,
United be in one great fold.
That future times may hear it told,
They ſaw the fate of Bonny-Muir.
United be in one great fold.
That future times may hear it told,
They ſaw the fate of Bonny-Muir.
May trade be ſpread from ſhore to ſhore,
And peace and plenty evermore,
Be eſtabliſh’d all the world o’er.
When thou’rt forgot, ſad Bonny-Muir.
And peace and plenty evermore,
Be eſtabliſh’d all the world o’er.
When thou’rt forgot, ſad Bonny-Muir.
Now that the ſtorm has paſt away,
May Scotland ſee a happier day,
And commerce bear again the ſway,
Inſtead of feuds like Bonny-Muir.
May Scotland ſee a happier day,
And commerce bear again the ſway,
Inſtead of feuds like Bonny-Muir.
UP IN THE MORNING.
Cauld blaws the win’ frae north to ſouth,
an’ drift is driving fairly:
The ſheep is couring in the heugh,
O ſirs! it’s Winter fairly.
Now up the morning’s no for me,
up in the morning early,
I’d rather gae ſupperleſs to my bed,
than riſe in the morning early.
an’ drift is driving fairly:
The ſheep is couring in the heugh,
O ſirs! it’s Winter fairly.
Now up the morning’s no for me,
up in the morning early,
I’d rather gae ſupperleſs to my bed,
than riſe in the morning early.
