with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns

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Among the MS. papers of Burns, that fell into
the hands of the Editor, was one containing memo-
randa of Songs that he intended to illustrate with his
remarks. In the number are noticed the fine ballad
of ' Donocht Head/ and also the ballad of ' Watft/
and Meg.' As the first is but httle known in Eng-
land, and the other not known at all, though it is so
popular in Scotland, the Editor avails himself of the
present opportunit;^ to present them to his readers.
DONOCHT-HEAD.
Tune
—
Gordon Castle.
Keen blaws the wind o'er Donocht-Head,'
The snaw drives snelly thro' the dale.
The Gaberlunzie tirls my sneck.
And shivering tells his waefu^ tale.
" Cauld is the night, O let me in,
" And dinna let your minstrel fa',
'^ And dinna let his windin-sheet
" Be naething but a wreath o' snaw I
* A mountain in the North,
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