My Nanie-o, my Nanie-o; The world's in love with Nanie-o; My breast can scarce contain my heart, I guess what heaven is by her eyes, They sparkle sae divinely-o; My Nanie-o, my Nanie-o; The flower o' Nithsdale's Nanie-o; Love looks frae 'neath her lang brown hair, Tell not, thou star at gray day light, Nane ken o' me and Nanie-o; KNOW YE THE FAIR ONE. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. Know ye the fair one whom I love? Her lips are like the red-rose bud, My love's two eyes are bonnie stars, To watch them at their evening rise: Come, starry eve, demure and gray, Now is the hour when maidens woo, The laverock's bosom shone with dew, She sung her mate down from the cloud HAME, HAME, HAME. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. Hame, hame, hame! Hame fain wad I be! ( hame, hame, hame, to my ain countrie! When the flower is i' the bud, and the leaf is on the tree, The lark shall sing me hame to my ain countrie; Hame, hame, hame! Hame fain wad I be! O hame, hame, hame, to my ain countrie! The green leaf o' loyaltie's beginning now to fa'; Hame, hame, hame! Hame fain wad I be! There's nocht now frae ruin my country can save, Hame, hame, hame! Hame fain wad I be! The great now are gane, a' who ventured to save; Hame, hame, hame! Hame fain wad I be! ( hame, hame, hame, to my ain countrie! [This song is noticed in the introduction of "The Fortunes of Nigel," and part of it is sung by Richie Moniplies. It is supposed to come from the lips of a Scottish Jacobite Exile. From Cromek's Nithsdale and Galloway Song, 1810.] PHEMIE IRVING. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. Gay is thy glen, Corrie, Green is thy glen, Corrie, When July is showering; Her round neck is whiter Than winter when snowing; Her meek voice is milder Than Ae in its flowing; The proud and the wealthy O were I yon violet, On which she is walking! O were I yon small bird, To which she is talking! Or yon rose in her hand, With its ripe ruddy blossom! Or some pure gentle thought, To be blest with her bosom ! THE SAILOR'S LADY. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. Come busk you gallantlie, Maiden, busk and come, From Hebride to Havannah, And thou shalt be my queen, And reign upon it Anna. |