...dance gaed thro' the lighted ha ? To thee my fancy look its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair and that was braw, And yon the...and said amang them a', ' Ye are na" Mary Morison." '' Wandering Willie," can reach every heart without the aid of a glossary : the pathetic delicacy of...

...gacd through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, hut neither heard nor saw: Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast...Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only fault is loving thee ? If love for...

...through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw : Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast...Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only fault is loving thee ? If love for...

...dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',. To 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, I sigh'd, ami said amang them a', " Ye arena Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake...

...gaed through the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said atnang them a', " Ye arena Mary Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad...

...— I sat, but neither heard nor saw. Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast o' a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', Ye...Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly dee ? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only faut is loving thee ? If love for...

...Robcrtaon't History of Scotland, To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or »aw : Though this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town. Bumf. That a people beset with such real and imaginary bugbears, should fancy themselves dreaming,...

...dance gaed thro' the lighted hv, To theo my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw : Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the...Morison." O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for tliy sake wad gladly die ? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only fault :H loving thee?...

...love as I am ? I sat, but neither heard or eaw ; Though this was fair, and that WES braw. О why, fa. And yon the toast of a* the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a'. How blest the humble cotter's fate ! (iYe are na Mary Morison." He wooes his simple dearie ; 1'he sillii;...

...dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To 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 amang them a', " Ye are na Mary Morison." III. O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace,...