Orpheus Caledonius: or, A collection of Scots songs. . r, How can ft thou ever bid me love thee ? Yes, yes, prepare the Bed, the Bed of Love,With bridal Sheets my Body cover jUnbar, ye bridal Maids, the Door,Let in the expected Husband who the expected Husband, Husband is ?His Hands, methink, are bathd in Slaughter 3Ah me ! what ghaftly Spectres yon,Comes, in his pale Shroud, bleeding after > Pale as he is, here lay him, lay him down,O lay his cold Head on my Pillow *7Take aff, take aff thefe bridal Weeds,And crown my careful Head with tho thou art, yet beil, yet belt

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Orpheus Caledonius: or, A collection of Scots songs. . r, How can ft thou ever bid me love thee ? Yes, yes, prepare the Bed, the Bed of Love,With bridal Sheets my Body cover jUnbar, ye bridal Maids, the Door,Let in the expected Husband who the expected Husband, Husband is ?His Hands, methink, are bathd in Slaughter 3Ah me ! what ghaftly Spectres yon,Comes, in his pale Shroud, bleeding after > Pale as he is, here lay him, lay him down,O lay his cold Head on my Pillow *7Take aff, take aff thefe bridal Weeds,And crown my careful Head with tho thou art, yet beil, yet belt belovd,O could my Warmth to Life reftore thee 5Yet lie all flight between my Breads ;No Youth lay ever there before thee. Pale, pale indeed, O lovely, lovely Youth !Forgive, forgive lb foul a Slaughter;And lie all Night between my Breads,No Youth Ihall ever lie there after. Re- Orpheus Caledonius. Return, return, O mournful, mournful Bride,Return and dry thy ufelefs Sorrow,Thy Lover heeds nought of thy Sighs,He lies a Corps in the Braes of Tarrow. 39. XVII 40 Orpheus Caledonius.

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