ORIGINAL POETRY
... SONG. AIR,-o The Deserter. Fareweel, fareweel, thou fickle mRid, Fareweel, for ever mair, Ye've left me wi' an aching head, An' heart that's unco sair; Yet, may the peace that I hle lost Be added to thy lot, May happiness thy bosom bless, Tho' mine was there forgot. I'd rather bear my aiirmishap To love an' honour true, Than tak' the han', or trust the heart, 0' her that breaks her vow,- Nae ...