CV.

WHAN I SLEEP I DREAM.

[This presents another version of song LXV. Variations are to a poet what changes are in the thoughts of a painter, and speak of fertility of sentiment in both.]

I.

Whan I sleep I dream, Whan I wauk I"m eerie, Sleep I canna get, For thinkin" o" my dearie.

II.

Lanely night comes on, A" the house are sleeping, I think on the bonnie lad That has my heart a keeping.

Ay waukin O, waukin ay and wearie, Sleep I canna get, for thinkin" o" my dearie.

III.

Lanely nights come on, A" the house are sleeping, I think on my bonnie lad, An" I blear my een wi" greetin"!

Ay waukin, &c.

CVI.

I MURDER HATE.

[These verses are to be found in a volume which may be alluded to without being named, in which many of Burns"s strains, some looser than these, are to be found.]

I.

I murder hate by field or flood, Tho" glory"s name may screen us: In wars at hame I"ll spend my blood, Life-giving wars of Venus.

II.

The deities that I adore Are social Peace and Plenty, I"m better pleas"d to make one more, Than be the death of twenty.

CVII.

O GUDE ALE COMES.

[These verses are in the museum; the first two are old, the concluding one is by Burns.]

I.

O gude ale comes, and gude ale goes, Gude ale gars me sell my hose, Sell my hose, and p.a.w.n my shoon, Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.

II.

I had sax owsen in a pleugh, They drew a" weel eneugh, I sell"d them a" just ane by ane; Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.

III.

Gude ale hands me bare and busy, Gars me moop wi" the servant hizzie, Stand i" the stool when I hae done, Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.

O gude ale comes, &c.

CVIII.

ROBIN SHURE IN HAIRST.

[This is an old chaunt, out of which Burns brushed some loose expressions, added the third and fourth verses, and sent it to the Museum.]

I.

Robin shure in hairst, I shure wi" him, Fient a heuk had I, Yet I stack by him.

II.

I gaed up to Dunse, To warp a wab o" plaiden, At his daddie"s yett, Wha met me but Robin.

III.

Was na Robin bauld, Tho" I was a cotter, Play"d me sic a trick, And me the eller"s dochter?

Robin share in hairst, &c.

IV.

Robin promis"d me A" my winter vittle; Fient haet he had but three Goose feathers and a whittle.

Robin share in hairst, &c.

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