BLACK-EYED SUSAN. ALL in the Downs the fleet was moored, "O, where shall I my true-love find? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true If my sweet William sails among the crew." William, who high upon the yard Rocked with the billow to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard He sighed, and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands, And quick as lightning on the deck he stands. So the sweet lark, high poised in air, Shuts close his pinions to his breast "O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. HERO TO LEANDER. O, Go not yet, my love, The night is dark and vast ; The white moon is hid in her heaven above, O, kiss me, kiss me, once again, Lest thy kiss should be the last. O, kiss me ere we part; Grow closer to my heart. My heart is warmer surely than the bosom of the main. O joy! O bliss of blisses! My heart of hearts art thou. And the loud sea roars below. Thy heart beats through thy rosy limbs, Thine eye in drops of gladness swims. I have bathed thee with the pleasant myrrh ; Thy locks are dripping balm ; The ocean with the morrow light Will be both blue and calm; My mother listening to my sleep Heard nothing but a sigh at night, And the billow will embrace thee with a kiss as The short sigh rippling on the deep, LOCHABER NO MORE. FAREWELL to Lochaber! and farewell, my Jean, Though hurricanes rise, and rise every wind, They'll ne'er make a tempest like that in my mind; Though loudest of thunder on louder waves roar, Then glory, my Jeany, maun plead my excuse; I gae then, my lass, to win honor and fame, |