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SONGSTER. 65
^ ^' on, thou sweet Mavis, thy hymn to the evening,
'l hou'rt dear to the echoes o' Calderwood glen,
K e d^ai to this bosom, sae artless and winning,
i.^ charming young Jessie, uie flower o' Dumblane,
How lost were my days, till I met wi' my Tessie,
The sports o' the city seem'd foolish and vain,
I ne'er saw a nymph I would ca' my dear lassie,
Till charm\l wi' sweet Jessie, the 5ower o' Dum*
blane.
Tba' mine were the station o' loftiest grandeur.
Amidst iu profusion I'd languish in pain.
An' reckon as naething the height o' its splendor,
If wanting sweet Jessie, the 5ower o' Dumblanew.
IVIeet me by I?Ioonlig'lit»
As sung by Mr. SINCLAIR.
Meet me by moonlight alone.
And then I wUl tcU you a tale,
Must be told by the moonhght alone.
In the grove at the end of the vale;
You must promise to come, for I gaid
I would show the night flowers their queeii»
Nay, turn not away thy sweet head,
'Tis the loveliest ever was seen.
Oh! meet me by moonlight alone.
Daylight may do for the gay.
The thoughtless, the heartless the free;
But there's something about the moon's ray,
That is sweeter to you and to ^ne.
Oh ! remember be sure to be there.
For though dearly a moonlight I prize,
I care not for all in the air,
If I want the sweet light of your ev^
So meet me by moonlight alnne.
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