. A selection of Scots songs : harmonized improved with simple, and adapted graces. Quo fhe, a Soldier ance I loed,Forget him I fhall never. Our humble cot, and hamely fare, Ye freely fhail partake it,That gallant badge, the dear cockade, Yere welcome for the fake ot. -?^;vTH,^i 6, She gazd fhe reddend like a rofe L_ Syne pale like ony lily,She fank within mine arms, and cried, Art thou .mine ain dear Willie?By him who made yon fun and fky, By whom true loves regarded,I am the manl _and thus may ftill True lovers be rewarded. 7 The wars are oer, and Im come hame, And find thae ftill true heart
. A selection of Scots songs : harmonized improved with simple, and adapted graces. Quo fhe, a Soldier ance I loed,Forget him I fhall never. Our humble cot, and hamely fare, Ye freely fhail partake it,That gallant badge, the dear cockade, Yere welcome for the fake ot. -?^;vTH,^i 6, She gazd fhe reddend like a rofe L_ Syne pale like ony lily,She fank within mine arms, and cried, Art thou .mine ain dear Willie?By him who made yon fun and fky, By whom true loves regarded,I am the manl _and thus may ftill True lovers be rewarded. 7 The wars are oer, and Im come hame, And find thae ftill true hearted;Tho poor in gear, were rich in love, And mair, wefe neer be fhe, my grand/ire left me gowd, , A mailiu plenilhd fairly;Come then, my faithful Soldier lad,Thourt welcome to it dearly!8 For gold the merchant ploughs the main, The farmer ploughs the manor;But giory is the Soldiers prize, The Soldiers wealth ;s honour;The brave poor Soldier neer defpifc Nor count him as a fbranger;Remember, hes his countrys fl:;v, In day and hoar of danger. %5 For two Voj i s, Violini. may the Boatie row, and better mav it fpeed, weel may the Boatie row that gains the bairns bread. h n n ^ , as i k > at hi ., _ Kin fl i L ^ i K:
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