Mary's Dream (1812)/Loudon's bonny Woods and Braes
Loudon's bonny Woods and Braes.
Loudon's boony woods and braes,
I maun lea'e them a', laſſie
Wha can thole, wen Britain's faes
Would gí'e Britons law, laſſie?
Wha would ſhun the field of danger?
Wha frae Fame would live a ſtranger?
Now when Freedom bids avenge her,
Wha would ſhun her ca', laſſie?
Loudon's bonny woods and braes
Hae ſeen our happy bridal days,
And gentle: Hope ſhall ſootke thy waes,
When I am far awa', laſſſie.
Hark! the ſweiling bugle ſings?
That'gi'es joy to thee, laddie;
But the dolfu bugle brings
Waefu' thoughts to me, laddie;
Lanely I may climb the mountain,
Lanely ſtray beſide the fountain,
Still the weary moments courting
Far frae Love and thee, laddie.
O'er the gory fields of war,
When Vengeance drives his crimſon tar
Thou'lt maybe fa' frae me afar,
And nane to cloſe thy è'e; laddie.
O reſume thy woanted ſmile,
O ſuppreſs thy fear, laſſie;
Glorious honour crowns the toil,
That the ſoldier ſhares, laſſie:
Heav'n will ſhield thy faithfu' lover
Hi the vengeful ſtrife is over,
Then we'll meet, nae nair to ſever
Till the day we die, laſſie:
Midſt our bonny woods and braes,
We'll ſpend our peaceful happy days)
As blythe's you lightſome lamb, that pitys:
On Loudon's flow'ry lea, laſſie.