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bonnie Peggie, O! Nae mair my love is cross'd, Sorrow's sairest pang is past, I am happy at the last, bonnie Peggie, O! A WISH BURST. Oh, to bound o'er the bonnie blue sea, With the winds and waves for guides, From all the wants of Nature free And all her ties besides. Beyond where footstep ever trode Would I hold my onward way, As wild as the waves on which I rode, And fearless too as they. The angry winds with lengthen'd sweep Were music to mine ear; I'd mark the gulfs of the yawning deep Close round me without fear. When winter storms burst from the cloud And trouble the ocean's breast, I'd joy me in their roaring loud, And mid their war find rest. By islands fair in the ocean placed, With waves all murmuring round, My wayward course should still be traced, And still no home be found. When calm and peaceful sleeps the tide, And men look out to sea, My bark in silence by should glide, Their wonder and awe to be. When sultry summer suns prevail, And rest on the parching land, The cool sea breeze would I inhale, O'er the ocean breathing bland. A restless sprite, that likes delight, In calm and tempest found, 'Twere joy to me o'er the bonnie blue sea For ever and aye to bound. I LOVE THE MERRY MOONLIGHT.[18] I love the merry moonlight, So wooingly it dances, At midnight hours, round leaves and flowers, On which the fresh dew glances. I love the merry moonlight, On lake and pool so brightly It pours its beams, and in the stream's Rough current leaps so lightly. I love the merry moonlight, It ever shines so cheerily When night clouds flit, that, but for it, Would cast a shade so drearily. I love the merry moonlight, For when it gleams so mildly The passions rest that rule the breast At other times so wildly. I love the merry moonlight, For 'neath it I can borrow Such blissful dreams, that this world seems Without a sin or sorrow. FOOTNOTES: [18] Printed from the author's MS., in the possession of Mr H. S. Riddell. OH, WHAT ARE THE CHAINS OF LOVE MADE OF?[19] Oh, what are the chains of Love made of, The only bonds that can, As iron gyves the body, thrall
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