The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

626
Thy ilka sport manly gave pleasure to me,
For nane can put, wrestle, or run swift as thee.
PATIE.
Our Jenny sings saftly the " Cowden Broom-knowes,"
And Rosie lilts sweetly the " Milking the Ewes ;"
There's few " Jenny Nettles" like Nancy can sing
With, " Through the wood. Laddie," I3ess gars our
lugs ring :
But when my dear Peggy sings, with better skill,
The " Boatman," " Tweedside," or the " Lass of the
Mill,"
'Tis many times sweeter and pleasing to me ;
For though they sing nicely, they cannot like thee.
PEGGY.
How easy can lasses trow v/hat they desire,
With praises sae kindly increasing love's fire I
Give me still this pleasure, my study shall be
To make myself better and sweeter for thee.
THE ROVER OF LOCHRYAN.
H. AINSLIE.
The Rover of Lochryan he's gane,
Wi' his merry-men sae brave ;
Their hearts are o' the steel, and a better keel
Ne'er bowled ower the back of a wave
It's no whan the loch lies dead in its trough
When naething disturbs it ava ;
But the rack and the ride o' the restless tide,
Or the splash o' the grey sea-maw ;
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