with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
m worthy and able defender of the beauteous queen of Scots, told me that the songs marked C, in the Tea- table, were the composition of a Mr. Crawford, of the house of Achinames, who was afterwards unfor- tunately drowned coming from France.—As Tytler was most intimately acquainted with Allan Ramsay, I think the anecdote may be depended on. Of consequence, the beautiful song of Tweed Side is Mr, Crawford^s, and indeed does great honor to his po- etical talents. He was a Robert Crawford; the Mary he celebrates, was Mary Stuart, of the Castle- milk family,^ afterwards married to a Mr. John Relches, What beauties does Flora disclose ! How sweet are her smiles upon Tweed Yet Mary's still sweeter than those; , Both nature and fancy exceed. Hamilton of Bangour, and Lord Binning: for we have nothing more perfect, in that species of composition, than Tweedsidei " What beauties does Flora disclose f—" Goj plaintive sounds"— and, " Did ever Swain a Nymph adore." Lord Woodhouselee's Remarks on the Writings of Ramsay, p. 116. * If the reader refer to the note in page 62, he will there find that Mr. Walter Scott states this song to have been written in honour of another lady, a Miss Mary Lilias Scott.
Nor daisy, nor sweet blushing rose. Nor all the gay flowers of the field, Nor Tweed gliding gently through those. Such beauty and pleasure does yield. The warblers are heard in the grove, The linnet, the lark, and the thrush. The blackbird, and sweet cooing dove, . With music enchant every bush. Come, let us go forth to the mead. Let us see how the primroses spring, We'll lodge in some village on Tweed, And love while the feather'd folks sing. How does my love pass the long day ? Does Mary not tend a few sheep ? Do they never carelessly stray. While happily she lies asleep ? Tweed's murmurs should lull her to rest Kind nature indulging my bliss. To relieve the soft pains of my breast, I'd steal an ambrosial kiss. *Tis she does the virgins excel. No beauty with her may compare ; Love's graces around her do dwell She's fairest, ^here thousands are fair.
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Nor daisy, nor sweet blushing rose.<br />
Nor all the gay flowers of the field,<br />
Nor Tweed gliding gently through those.<br />
Such beauty <strong>and</strong> pleasure does yield.<br />
The warblers are heard in the grove,<br />
The linnet, the lark, <strong>and</strong> the thrush.<br />
The blackbird, <strong>and</strong> sweet cooing dove,<br />
. With<br />
music enchant every bush.<br />
Come, let us go forth to the mead.<br />
Let us see how the primroses spring,<br />
We'll lodge in some village on Tweed,<br />
And love while the feather'd folks sing.<br />
How does my love pass the long day ?<br />
Does Mary not tend a few sheep ?<br />
Do they never carelessly stray.<br />
While happily she lies asleep ?<br />
Tweed's murmurs should lull her to rest<br />
Kind nature indulging my bliss.<br />
To relieve the soft pains of my breast,<br />
I'd steal an ambrosial kiss.<br />
*Tis she does the virgins excel.<br />
No beauty <strong>with</strong> her may compare ;<br />
Love's graces around her do dwell<br />
She's fairest, ^here thous<strong>and</strong>s are fair.
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