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THE SONGS OF BURNS.
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COME, LET ME TAKE THEE.

TUNE—'CAULD KAIL.'

Come, let me take thee to my breast,And pledge we ne'er shall sunder;And I shall spurn as vilest dustThe warld's wealth and grandeur:And do I hear my Jeanie ownThat equal transports move her?I ask for dearest life aloneThat I may live to love her.
Thus in my arms, wi' all thy charms,I clasp my countless treasure;I'll seek nae mair o' heaven to share,Than sic a moment's pleasure:And by thy een, sae bonie blue,I swear I'm thine for ever!And on thy lips I seal my vow,And break it shall I never.

THOU HAST LEFT ME EVER, JAMIE.

TUNE—'FEE HIM, FATHER.'

Thou hast left me ever, Jamie,Thou hast left me ever;Thou hast left me ever, Jamie,Thou hast left me ever.Aften hast thou vow'd that deathOnly should us sever;Now thou'st left thy lass for aye—I maun see thee never, Jamie,I'll see thee never!
Thou hast me forsaken, Jamie,Thou hast me forsaken;Thou hast me forsaken, Jamie,Thou hast me forsaken.Thou canst love anither jo,While my heart is breaking;Soon my weary een I'll close—Never mair to waken, Jamie,Ne'er mair to waken!

ON CHLORIS BEING ILL.

TUNE—'AYE WAUKIN O.'

Long, long the night,Heavy comes the morrow,While my soul's delightIs on her bed of sorrow.
Can I cease to care,Can I cease to languish,While my darling fairIs on the couch of anguish?Long, &c.
Every hope is fled,Every fear is terror;Slumber e'en I dread,Every dream is horror.Long, &c.
Hear me, Pow'rs divine!Oh, in pity hear me!Take aught else of mine,But my Chloris spare me!Long, &c.
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