Earl Moira's Farewell.
LOUDONS bonnie woods and braes,
I maun lea them a Laffie:
Wha can thole when Britains faes,
would gie Britons law, Laffie!
Wha would fhun the fiel o danger,
Wha frae Fame woud live a stranger ?
Now when freedom bids aveng her,
Wha would shun her ca, laffie ?
Loudons bonny woods and braes Hae feen our happy bridal days, And gentle hope fhall footh thy waes, When I am far awa, Laffie. Hark ! the fwelling bugle fings, yielding joy to thee Laddie! But the dolefu bugle brings Waefu thoughts to me Laddie!
Lanely I may climb the mountain, Lanely ftray befide the fountain. Still the weary moments Counting, Far frae love and thee Laddie: O‘er the gory field of way, Where vengance drives his crimfon car Thou'lt may-be fa frae me afar, And nane to clofe thy e'e Laddie.
