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As thus she lay sunk in despair,
and mourn'd to the echoes around,
Inflam'd all at once grew the air,
and thunders shook dreadful the ground.
“ I hear the kind call, and obey;
receive me, dear Colin!" she cry'd,
Then breathing a sigh o'er his clay,
she hung on his tombstone, and dy'd.
CAULD KAIL IN ABERDEEN.
There's cauld kail in Aberdeen,
And castocks in Stra’bogie,
Whar ilka lad maun hae his lass,
But I maun hae my cogie.
For I maun hae my cogie, troth,
I canna want my cogie:
I wadna gie my three-gird cog
For a' the wives in Bogie.
Johnny Smith has got a wife
Wha scrimps him o' his cogie;
But were she mine, upon my life,
I'd duck her in a bogie.
For I maun hae my cogie, troth,
I canna want my cogie;
I wadna gie my three-gird cog
For a' the wives in Bogie.
Twa-three todlin weans they hae,
The pride o' a' Stra’bogie;
