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A

COLLECTION

OF

SONGS.

Sweet Anny frae the Sea-beach came.

Sweet Anny frae the sea-beach came,
where Jocky speel’d the vessel’s side;
Ah! wha can keep their heart at hame,
when Jocky’s tost aboon the tide!
Far aft to distant realms he gangs;
yet I’ll prove true, as he has been:
And when ilk lass about him thrangs,
he’ll think on Anny, his faithful ain.

I met our wealthy laird yestreen,
wi’ goud in hand he tempted me;
He prais’d my brow, my rolling een,
and made a brag of what he’d gi‘e: