TUNE–“LASS O’ PATIE’S MILL.”
SWEET lass of Aberdeen,
Let me not sue in vain,
My proffers long have been
Rejected with disdain:
Let me no more complain
Of haughty scorn and pride;
Sweet lass of Aberdeen,
Be kind, and be my bride.
Tho’ little be my wealth,
As love is all my store,
I’ll strive, while blest with health,
To make that little more:
As riches ne’er have been
The chiefest bliss of life,
Sweet lass of Aberdeen,
Consent, and be my wife.
Thine eyes, of lovely blue,
Where sense and sweetness shine,
Are powerful to subdue
A harder heart than mine:
Thy form, like Beauty’s queen,
Hath fix’d me ne’er to rove;
Sweet lass of Aberdeen,
Requite my constant love.
(Christian Milne)
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