The Generous Gentleman, a Sang, pp.203-204.

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AS I came in by Tiviot-side

And by the braes of Branksome

There first I saw my bonny bride, 

Young, smiling, sweet and handsom; 

Her skin was safter than the down, 

And white as alabastar; 

Her hair a shining wavy brown; 

In straightness nane surpast her. 

– 

Life glow’d upon her lip and cheek, 

Her clear een were surprising, 

And beautifully turn’d her neck, 

Her little breasts just rising: 

Nae silken hose with gooshets fine, 

Or shoon with glancing laces, 

On her fair leg, forbad to shine, 

Well shapen native graces. 

– 

Ae little coat, and bodice white, 

Was sum of a’ her claithing; 

Even these o’er mickle; – mair delyte 

She’d given cled wi naithing: 

She lean’d upon a flowry brae, 

By which a burny trotted; 

On her I glowr’d my saul away, 

While on her sweets I doated. 

– 

A thousand beauties of desert, 

Before had scarce alarm’d me. 

‘Till this dear artless struck my heart, 

And bot designing, charm’d me. 

Hurry’d by love close to my breast, 

I grasp’d this fund of blishes; 

Wha smil’d, and said, without a priest, 

Sir, hope for nought but kisses. 

– 

I had nae heart to do her harm, 

And yet I coudna want her; 

What she demanded, ilka charm 

Of her’s pled, I should grant her. 

Since heaven had dealt to me a routh, 

Straight to the kirk I led her, 

There plighted her my faith and trowth, 

And a young lady made her. 

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