How blest the humble cotter's fate! O why, &c. CLARINDA, mistress of my soul, The wretch beneath the dreary pole, To what dark cave of frozen night We part-but by these precious drops She the fair sun of all her sex, ISABELLA. Tune-"M'Grigor of Rero's Lament." RAVING winds around her blowing, "O'er the past too fondly wandering, WANDERING WILLIE. HERE awa, there awa, wandering Willie, Winter winds blew loud and cauld at our parting, Fears for my Willie brought tears in my e'e; Welcome now simmer, and welcome my Willie, The simmer to nature, my Willie to me. Rest, ye wild storms, in the cave of your slumbers, How your dread howling a lover alarms! Wauken, ye breezes, row gently ye billows! And waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms. But oh, if he's faithless, and minds na his Nanie, Flow still between us, thou wide-roaring main: May I never see it, may I never trow it, But, dying, believe that my Willie's my ain! THE PARTING KISS. JOCKEY'S taen the parting kiss, Nought but griefs with me remain. Spare my luve, ye winds that blaw, When the shades of evening creep He will think on her he loves, Fondly he'll repeat her name; For where'er he distant roves, Jockey's heart is still at hame. THE ROARING OCEAN Tune-"Druimion dubh." MUSING on the roaring ocean, Which divides my love and me; Wearying Heaven in warm devotion. For his weal where'er he be. Hope and fear's alternate billow Yielding late to Nature's law; Whisp'ring spirits round my pillow Talk of him that's far awa. Ye whom sorrow never wounded, Gentle night, do thou befriend me; Spirits kind, again attend me, Talk of him that's far awa! FAIR ELIZA, A GAELIC AIR. TURN again, thou fair Eliza ; Thee, dear maid, hae I offended? Not the bee upon the blossom, All beneath the simmer moon; Fancy lightens on his e'e, Kens the pleasure, feels the rapture, |