HEIGH-HO!

"O! no, no, no!" the maiden said-
Sing heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho!-
And bashfully turn'd aside her head,

On that summer morning so early.
"My mother is old, my mother is frail,
Our cottage it lies in yon green dale;
I dare not list to any such tale,

For I love my kind mother rarely."

The shepherd took her lily-white hand-
Sing heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho!—
And on her beauty did gazing stand,

On that summer morning so early.
"Thy mother I ask thee not to leave
Alone in her frail old age to grieve;
But my home can hold us all, believe-
Will that not please thee fairly?"

"O! no, no, no! I am all too young"Sing heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho!—

"I dare not list to a young man's tongue On a summer morning so early."

But the shepherd to gain her heart was bent; Oft she strove to go, but she never went; And at length she fondly blush'd consentHeaven bless true lovers so fairly.

HURRAH FOR THE HIGHLANDS

CXXX

HURRAH FOR THE HIGHLANDS

(ANDREW PARK)

HURRAH for the Highlands! the stern Scottish Highlands,

The home of the clansman, the brave, and the free;

Where the clouds love to rest, on the mountain's rough breast,

Ere they journey afar o'er the islandless sea.

'Tis there where the cataract sings to the breeze,

As it dashes in foam like a spirit of light; And 'tis there the bold fisherman bounds o'er

the seas

In his fleet, tiny bark, through the perilous night.

Then hurrah for the Highlands! etc.

'Tis the land of deep shadow, of sunshine, and shower,

Where the hurricane revels in madness on

high;

SEE THE MOON

For there it has might than can war with its power,

In the wild dizzy cliffs that are cleaving the sky.

Then hurrah for the Highlands! etc.

I have trod merry England, and dwelt on its charms;

I have wander'd through Erin, that gem of the sea;

But the Highlands alone the true Scottish heart warms—

For her heather is blooming, her eagles are free!

Then hurrah for the Highlands! etc.

CXXXI

SEE THE MOON

(DANIEL WEIR)

SEE the moon o'er cloudless Jura
Shining in the lake below;
See the distant mountain tow'ring
Like a pyramid of snow.

Scenes of grandeur-scenes of childhood-
Scenes so dear to love and me!

Let us roam by bower and wildwood-
All is lovelier when with thee.

BEHAVE YOURSEL' BEFORE FOLK

On Leman's breast the winds are sighing; All is silent in the grove;

And the flow'rs, with dew-drops glist'ning,
Sparkle like the eye of love.

Night so calm, so dear, so cloudless;
Blessed night to love and me!
Let us roam by bower and fountain-
All is lovelier when with thee.

CXXXII

BEHAVE YOURSEL' BEFORE FOLK

(ALEXANDER RODGER)

BEHAVE yoursel' before folk,
Behave yoursel' before folk;
And dinna be sae rude to me,
As kiss me sae before folk.

It wad na gi'e me meikle pain,
Gin we were seen and heard by nane,
To tak' a kiss, or grant you ane,
But, guid sake! no before folk.
Behave yoursel' before folk,
Behave yoursel' before folk;
Whate'er you do when out o' view,
Be cautious aye before folk.

BEHAVE YOURSEL' BEFORE FOLK

Consider, lad, how folk will crack,
And what a great affair they'll mak'
O' naething but a simple smack
That's gi'en or ta'en before folk.
Behave yoursel' before folk,
Behave yoursel' before folk;
Nor gi'e the tongue o' auld or young
Occasion to come o'er folk.

It's no through hatred o' a kiss
That I sae plainly tell you this;
But, losh! I tak' it sair amiss
To be sae teased before folk.
Behave yoursel' before folk,
Behave yoursel' before folk;
When we're our lane ye may tak' ane,
But fient a ane before folk.

I'm sure wi' you I've been as free
As ony modest lass should be;
But yet it doesna do to see
Sic freedom used before folk.
Behave yoursel' before folk,
Behave yoursel' before folk;
I'll ne'er submit again to it-
So mind you that-before folk.

Ye tell me that my face is fair;
It may be sae-I dinna care-
But ne'er again gar't blush sae sair
As ye ha'e done before folk.