. The Scottish minstrel : a selection of the most favourite songs of Caledonia; adapted for the voice, German flute, and violin . 131 0 Mart), turn awa* To the foregoing Tune, © Mary, turn awa That bonny face o dinna, dinna shaw that breast, That neTer can be ought o warlds gear Eer cool my bosoms care ?Na, na, for ilka look o thine. It only feeds despair. Then, Mary, turn awa That bonny face o thine;O dinna, dinna shaw that breast, That never can be mine IWi loves severest pangs My- heart is laden sair,And oer my breast the grass maun giovv, Ere , free frac care. 132 Sh
. The Scottish minstrel : a selection of the most favourite songs of Caledonia; adapted for the voice, German flute, and violin . 131 0 Mart), turn awa* To the foregoing Tune, © Mary, turn awa That bonny face o dinna, dinna shaw that breast, That neTer can be ought o warlds gear Eer cool my bosoms care ?Na, na, for ilka look o thine. It only feeds despair. Then, Mary, turn awa That bonny face o thine;O dinna, dinna shaw that breast, That never can be mine IWi loves severest pangs My- heart is laden sair,And oer my breast the grass maun giovv, Ere , free frac care. 132 She rose and let me in. The night her si-lent sa - ?= ble wore, And pissaig gloomy were the skies ; Of glittring stars ap- ii^^^^ peard no more, Than those in Nel - - lys PiSli^^ eyes. When to her fa - - thers Ifffi^lg:^ door I came, Where I had ot--ten 133. love ly dame, To rise and let me Pil But she, with accents all divine, Did my fond suit reprove,And while she chid my rash design, She but inflamd my beauty oft had pleasd before, While her bright eyes did roll;But virtue only had the powr To charm my very soul. Then Vvho would cruelly deceive^Or from such beauty part ? I lovd her so, I could not leaveThe charmer of my heart. M 134 My eager fondness I obeyd,Resolvd she should be mine. Till Hymen to my arras conveydMy treasure so divine. Now happy in my Nellys love, Transporting is my joy ;No greater blessing can 1 prove, So blest a man am I:For beauty may a while retain The conquerd fluttering virtue only is the chain, Holds, never to depart. Cauld Kail in Aberdeen. ^jg^fepp Theres cauld kail in A - ber - deen, And castocks in Strabo-gie, Where iUka lad maiiK 135 SizSiiiS ;Pt
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