Orpheus Caledonius: or, A collection of Scots songs. . amrtn [f-Jl I J -| II i ? > .hear Jiim tawJdnc:. m m ??** Orpheus Caledonius. 45 Riggs are bonny. MY *Patie is a Lover gay,His Mind is never muddy,His Breath is fweeter than new Hay, His Face is fair and Shape is handfome, middle Size ; Hes (lately in his wawking:The mining of his Een furprifc $Tis Heaven to hear him tawking. Laft Night I met him on a Bawfc, Where yellow Corn was growing,There mony a kindly Word he fpake, That fet my Heart a kifsd, and vowd he wad be mine, And lood me beft of ony ;That ga
Orpheus Caledonius: or, A collection of Scots songs. . amrtn [f-Jl I J -| II i ? > .hear Jiim tawJdnc:. m m ??** Orpheus Caledonius. 45 Riggs are bonny. MY *Patie is a Lover gay,His Mind is never muddy,His Breath is fweeter than new Hay, His Face is fair and Shape is handfome, middle Size ; Hes (lately in his wawking:The mining of his Een furprifc $Tis Heaven to hear him tawking. Laft Night I met him on a Bawfc, Where yellow Corn was growing,There mony a kindly Word he fpake, That fet my Heart a kifsd, and vowd he wad be mine, And lood me beft of ony ;That gars me like to fing finfyne, OCom Riggs are bonny. Let Maidens of a {illy Mind, Refufe what maift theyre wanting, Since 46 Orpheus Caledonius. Since we for yielding are defignd,We chaftly fhould be granting :Then Ill comply, and marry Tate, And fyne my Cockernony,Hes free to touzle air or late, Where Corn Riggs are XIX. L 19 uh-e dAuld Qarodman Late in an Evnine; fortK I went; a little be = ggRF • f i j n-t-M-^ fJlflflf^anj a h fore the pxingade down and there I chancd by (gg§jJ ii f * ^g BK Ac cident,to light on a B attle new begun . A i * £ i r a r b r f tt < jMan. and his Wife were fawn in Strife! c anna .Man and his Wif e were fawn in Strife,! canna wrell ok J • j £^ tellve liowit b av she waild iier wretchec SEE tellye liow it b eean;bnt ay slie wail d iier wretched i p miJ ? t[J ir-^ /.JljUJrJ [,ltj j. j «? i Life, and cryd ever, alake MyAirld Grcrodiiian 3£ PS ^m 1 p j« B Orpheus Caledonius. 47 auld Goodman. LAte in an Evening forth I went,A little before the Sun gade down,And there I chancd by Accident, To light on a Battle new Man and his Wife was fawn in a Strife,I canna well tell ye how it began -,But ay fhe waild her wretched Life,And cryd ever, alake my auld Goodman^ He. Thy auld Goodman, that thou tells of,The Country kens
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