Non Poco Adagio. YARICO TO HER LOVER. When night spreads her sha-dows around, When night spreads her sha-dows a-round, My Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon, To see the rose and woodbine twine; While ilka bird sang o' its luve, And fondly sae did I o' mine. Wi' heartsome glee I pu'd a rose, The sweetest on its thorny tree; Andantino. ROY'S WIFE OF ALDIVALLOCH. Roy's wife of Al di val-loch, Roy's wife of Al di val- loch, Fine. Wat ye how she cheat- ed me, As I cam' o'er the braes o' Bal-loch? She vow'd, she swore she wad be mine; She said she loe'd me best o' 0 - ny; But, D. C. al Fine. MY FRIEND IS THE MAN; OR, THE MODEL. Light as thistle down mov-ing, Which floats on the air, Sweet gratitude's debt to this weight on my head, but gay joy in my heart, gay joy in my heart, gay joy in my heart. 'A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A wea -ry lot is thine, To pull the thorn thy Lin-coln green-No more of me you know, my love! No more of me you know. "This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain; But she shall bloom in winter snow, Ere we two meet again.' He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore ! He gave his bridle reigns a shake, Adieu, for evermore, my love !' 'Adieu, for evermore.' |