Life and Songs of the Baroness Nairne With a Memoir and Poems of Caroline Oliphant the Younger: Edited by the Rev. Charles Rogers ... With a Portrait and Other Illustrations |
HE'S LIFELESS AMANG THE RUDE BILLOWS. |
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HE'S LIFELESS AMANG THE RUDE BILLOWS.
He's lifeless amang the rude billows,
My tears and my sighs are in vain;
The heart that beat warm for his Jeanie,
Will ne'er beat for mortal again!
My lane now I am i' the warld,
And the daylight is grievous to me;
The laddie that lo'ed me sae dearly,
Lies cauld in the deeps o' the sea!
My tears and my sighs are in vain;
The heart that beat warm for his Jeanie,
Will ne'er beat for mortal again!
My lane now I am i' the warld,
And the daylight is grievous to me;
The laddie that lo'ed me sae dearly,
Lies cauld in the deeps o' the sea!
Ye tempests sae boist'rously raging,
Rage on as ye list—or be still—
This heart ye sae aften hae sicken'd,
Is nae mair the sport o' ye're will,
Now heartless, I hope not—I fear not—
High heaven hae pity on me!
My soul, tho' dismay'd and distracted,
Yet bends to thy awful decree!
Rage on as ye list—or be still—
This heart ye sae aften hae sicken'd,
Is nae mair the sport o' ye're will,
Now heartless, I hope not—I fear not—
High heaven hae pity on me!
My soul, tho' dismay'd and distracted,
Yet bends to thy awful decree!
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