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Lowland lads may dress mair fine,
Woo in words mair fast than mine;
Lowland lads hae mair o' art,
⟨A'⟩ my boast's an honest heart,
Whilk shall ever be my pride—
⟨O⟩ row thee in my Highland plaid.
Woo in words mair fast than mine;
Lowland lads hae mair o' art,
⟨A'⟩ my boast's an honest heart,
Whilk shall ever be my pride—
⟨O⟩ row thee in my Highland plaid.
Bonny lad, ye've been fae leal,
My heart would break at our fareweel,
Lang your love has made me fain,
Tak' me—tak' me for your ain!"
⟨'Cross⟩ the firth, awa' they glide,
⟨Young⟩ Donald and his Lowland bride.
My heart would break at our fareweel,
Lang your love has made me fain,
Tak' me—tak' me for your ain!"
⟨'Cross⟩ the firth, awa' they glide,
⟨Young⟩ Donald and his Lowland bride.
The Galley Slave
⟨Oh,⟩ think on my fate! once I freedom enjoy'd,
Was as happy as happy could be,
⟨But⟩ pleasure is fled! even Hope is destroy'd,
A captive, alas! on the sea.
⟨I was⟩ ta'en by the foe, 'twas the fiat of Fate
To tear me from her I adore,
⟨When⟩ thought brings to mind my once happy estate,
I sigh! while I tug at the oar.
Was as happy as happy could be,
⟨But⟩ pleasure is fled! even Hope is destroy'd,
A captive, alas! on the sea.
⟨I was⟩ ta'en by the foe, 'twas the fiat of Fate
To tear me from her I adore,
⟨When⟩ thought brings to mind my once happy estate,
I sigh! while I tug at the oar.
