...rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to (he trembling string, The dance gacd thro' the lighted ha'. To thee my fancy took its wing,...nor saw : Tho' this was fair and that was braw, And you the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said amattg them a', " Ye arc na Mary Morrison." O Mary,...

...stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. II. Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said...

...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said amang them a', O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die...

...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard uor saw ; Tho' this was fair, and that was bravv, And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said...

...immortality ; listen to her lover : ' Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gacd through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I...that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed, and iaid amang them a', Ye are no Mary Morison.' Here is one more verse : 'As in the bosom...

...listen to her lover : ' Yestreen, when to the trembling string, The dance gaed through the lighted na', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither...that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sighed, and said amang them a', Yr are no Mary Morison.' Here is one more verse : 'As in the bosom...

...smiles and glances let me sec, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I hide the stoure, tbrough the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heasd or saw i Though this...

...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor : How blithely wad I bide the stoure, 's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that...Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood through the lighted ha', Though this was fair, and that wag braw, And yon the toast of a' the town,...

...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor; How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', • To Thomson, Burns wrote, 20th March, 1793, " Thia song is one of my juvenile works. I do not think it...

...smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor ; How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun ; Could I the rich reward...trembling string, The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', And think the storms that round me blow, Far kinder than thy heart. It is but doing justice to Dr Walcott...