was my sweet highnd mary.
wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace,
our parting was fu' tender;
and, pledging aft to meet again,
we tore oursels asunder;
but oh! fell death's untimely frost,
that nipt my flower sae early!
now green's the sod, and cauld's the cy
that s my highnd mary!
o pale, pale now, those rosy lips,
i aft hae kiss'd sae fondly!
and clos'd for aye, the sparkling gnce
that dwalt on me sae kindly!
and mouldering now in silent dust,
that heart that lo'ed me dearly!
but still within my bos
Highland Mary(2/3)