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The smile gaed aff her bonny face—I manna leave my mammy,
The smile gaed aff her bonny face—I manna leave my mammy:
She's gi'en me meat, she's gi'en me claise,
She's been my comfort a' her days;
My Father's death brought mony waes—I canna leave my mammy.
We'll tak' her hame, and make her fain, my ain kind hearted lammy.
We'll tak' her hame, and mak' her fain, my ain kind hearted lammy;
We'll gi'e her meat, we'll gi'e her claise,
We'll be her comfort all her days;
The wee thing gi'es her han, and says,—
There! gang and ask my mammy.
Has she been to the kirk wi' thee, my boy Tammy?
Has she been to the kirk wi' thee, my boy Tammy?
She has been to the kirk wi' me,
And the tear was in her e'e—
But oh! she's but a young thing, just come frae her mammy!
Fair Ellen.
FAIR Ellen like a lily grew,
Was beauty's fav'rite flower,
Till falsehood chang'd her lovely hue,
She wither'd in an hour.
Antonio in her virgin breast
First rais'd a tender sigh;
His wish obtain'd, the lover blest,
Then left the maid to die.
