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n, My wife she did doucely behave; But now dae a' that I can, She 's just as wild as the lave. My wife she wears the cockade, Tho' I 've bidden her no to do sae, She has a true friend in her maid, And they ne'er mind a word that I say. The wild Hieland lads as they pass, The yetts wide open do flee; They eat the very house bare, And nae leave 's speer'd o' me. I 've lived a' my days in the Strath Now Tories infest me at hame, And tho' I tak nae side at a', Baith sides will gae me the blame. The senseless creturs ne'er think What ill the lad wad bring back; The Pope we 'd hae, and the d--l, And a' the rest o' his pack. [60] These verses are printed from a MS. in possession of one of Lady Nairn's friends, and are, the Editor believes, for the first time published. JEANIE DEANS.[61] St Leonard's hill was lightsome land, Where gowan'd grass was growin', For man and beast were food and rest, And milk and honey flowin'. A father's blessing follow'd close, Where'er her foot was treading, And Jeanie's humble, hamely joys On every side were spreading wide, On every side were spreading. The mossy turf on Arthur's Seat, St Anthon's well aye springin'; The lammies playing at her feet, The birdies round her singin'. The solemn haunts o' Holyrood, Wi' bats and hoolits eerie, The tow'ring crags o' Salisbury, The lowly wells o' Weary, O[62] The lowly wells o' Weary. But evil days and evil men, Came ower their sunny dwellin', Like thunder-storms on sunny skies, Or wastefu' waters swellin'. What aince was sweet is bitter now, The sun of joy is setting; In eyes that wont to glame wi' glee, The briny tear is wetting fast, The briny tear is wetting. Her inmost thoughts to Heaven is sent, In faithful supplication; Her earthly stay 's Macallummore, The guardian o' the nation. A hero's heart--a sister's love-- A martyr's truth unbending; They 're a' in Jeanie's tartan plaid-- And she is gane, her leefu' lane, To Lunnon toun she 's wending! [61] The romantic scenery depicted in this song is in the immediate vicinity of the Queen's Drive, Edinburgh. [62] The wells of Weary are situated near the Windyknowe, beneath
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