. The national Burns, including the airs of all the songs in the staff and tonic sol-fa notations. d to warn u the grey-breaking dawn,And thou nielli iw ma\ is that hails the night fa,Give over for pity- my Nannie s awa! Come, Autumn, sae pensive, in yellow and grey,And soothe me wi tidings o natures decay :The dark, dreary winter, and wild-driving snaw,Alane can delight me—now Nannie s awa. Eow does this please you J As to the point of time forthe expression, in your proposed print from my SodgersReturn, it must certainly be at—She gazd. Theinteresting dubiety and suspense taking possession o
. The national Burns, including the airs of all the songs in the staff and tonic sol-fa notations. d to warn u the grey-breaking dawn,And thou nielli iw ma\ is that hails the night fa,Give over for pity- my Nannie s awa! Come, Autumn, sae pensive, in yellow and grey,And soothe me wi tidings o natures decay :The dark, dreary winter, and wild-driving snaw,Alane can delight me—now Nannie s awa. Eow does this please you J As to the point of time forthe expression, in your proposed print from my SodgersReturn, it must certainly be at—She gazd. Theinteresting dubiety and suspense taking possession of hercountenance, and the gushing fondness, with a mixture ofroguish playfulness in his, strike me as things of whicha master will make a great deal. In great haste, but ingreat truth, yours. * Clarinda is said to have been the subject of this lyric Bumscomposed it. for the tune Therell never be peace till Jamie comeshame, or There .- fen gnid fellows when Jamies awn—see vol, 18G; we, however, substitute the universally adopted melody,Thomson set the words to the Irish air chori-s—For ;i that, and » that, our toUa obacoie, and * that. The rank la bat th« gulni I What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddiu grey, and a that;(lie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man s a man for a1 that IFor a that, and a that. Their tinsel show, and a that;The honest man, though eer sae poor, Is king o men for a that! Ye see yon birkie, cad a lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a that ;Though hundreds worship at his word, He s but a coof for a that:For a that, and a that, His riband, star, and a that,The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a that!A king can mak a belted A marquis, duke, and a that;But an honest man a aboon his might: Guid faith, he mamma fa that! f MS. variation: A prince can mak a belted knight. WITH 81
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