Susanna BlamireOn Parent Knees a Naked New-born Child
¶ON parent knees, a naked new-born child,Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled:So live, that sinking to thy life's last sleep,Calm thou may'st smile, whilst all around thee weep.
Susanna Blamire
¶l 1747- 1794\
AND YE SHALL WALK IN SILK ArrmE
¶AND ye shall walk in silk attireAnd siller 1 hae to spare,Gin ye'll consent to be his bride,Nor think o' Donald mair.Oh, wha wad buy a silken gounWi' a puir broken heart?Or what's to me a siller croun,Gin frae my love I part?
¶The mind wha's every wish is pureFar dearer is to me;And ere I'm forced to break my faith,I'll lay me doun and dee:For I ha'e pledged my virgin trothBrave Donald's fate to share;And he has gi'en to me his heart,Wi' a' its virtues rare.
¶His gentle manners wan my heart,He gratefu' took the gift;Could I but think to tak' it back,It wad be waur 2 than theft.For langest life can ne'er repayThe love he bears to me;And ere I'm forced to break my trothI'll lay me doun and dee.