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on Bonnington Lea. THE ATTAINTED SCOTTISH NOBLES.[64] Oh, some will tune their mournfu' strains, To tell o' hame-made sorrow, And if they cheat you o' your tears, They 'll dry upon the morrow. Oh, some will sing their airy dreams, In verity they're sportin', My sang 's o' nae sic thieveless themes, But wakin' true misfortune. Ye Scottish nobles, ane and a', For loyalty attainted, A nameless bardie 's wae to see Your sorrows unlamented; For if your fathers ne'er had fought For heirs of ancient royalty, Ye 're down the day that might hae been At the top o' honour's tree a'. For old hereditary right, For conscience' sake they stoutly stood; And for the crown their valiant sons Themselves have shed their injured blood; And if their fathers ne'er had fought For heirs of ancient royalty, They 're down the day that might hae been At the top o' honour's tree a'. [64] This song having become known to George IV., it is said to have induced his Majesty to award the royal sanction for the restitution of the title of Baron to Lady Nairn's husband.--(See Memoir.) TRUE LOVE IS WATERED AYE WI' TEARS.[65] True love is water'd aye wi' tears, It grows 'neath stormy skies, It 's fenced around wi' hopes and fears An' fann'd wi' heartfelt sighs. Wi' chains o' gowd it will no be bound, Oh! wha the heart can buy? The titled glare, the warldling's care, Even absence 'twill defy, Even absence 'twill defy. And time, that kills a' ither things, His withering touch 'twill brave, 'Twill live in joy, 'twill live in grief, 'Twill live beyond the grave! 'Twill live, 'twill live, though buried deep, In true heart's memorie-- Oh! we forgot that ane sae fair, Sae bricht, sae young, could dee, Sae young could dee. Unfeeling hands may touch the chord Where buried griefs do lie-- How many silent agonies May that rude touch untie! But, oh! I love that plaintive lay-- That dear auld melodie! For, oh, 'tis sweet!--yet I maun greet, For it was sung by thee, Sung by thee! They may forget wha lichtly love, Or feel but beauty's chain; But they wha loved a heavenly mind Can nev
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