OH, MY BONNIE, BONNIE LASSIE

Otago Witness, Issue 1543, 4 June 1881, Page 24

OH, MY BONNIE, BONNIE LASSIE

Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, couldst thou know the ppw'r of love, . t And feel the chast'ning of that flame, that seems from above ; , , And in thy breast mine image dwelt, as thine doth,now. in mine, , „ Till both our hearts in unison would in closest friendship twine ; , , i Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, then joy forme w,ould. . shine. , „ •„<,,■ Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, the moon shines o'er the le»,< ' And by its soothing beams inspired my : spirlt flies to thee; "' J1 >■ '■■ /i While mem'ry as I saw thee last, so neatly busked and [fair, . . ■ . . I , . With blooming cheeks and mirthful eyes, thy picture < treasures clear ; ' ' ■ > "'< .: Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, it haunts me everywhere. • • Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, my heart ia beating high „ , With fond ambition for thy sake some daring deed to - try: < ,•,.., I'd climb Fame's lofty pinnacle to win myself renowni If a high sphere would give me hope to make thee all , \ my own ; < , > „ Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, who all my joys would,, 0 crown. . , ■ , Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, so gentle, young, and fair, In my eyes with thine artldss love what jewel,could ' compare; '' ' . ' l And fondly thee to watch and tend, if Heav'n made . ' Thee my bride, Would be my dearest task on earth, till death would us divide ; > Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, for whom I'd travel wide • Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, there's music in the glen, With wild birds singing in each grove till the glades . ring again ; For each sweet warbler has its love that makes its heart care free, , And in blythe ooncert day by day they flit from tree to tree; •, , Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, as blythe I'd be with , thee. Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, the poets long ago Have sung that maids are fickle, and I have found them so, Yet gazing on thy winning face I'd fain believe it > true, Though but few maids are constant, that thou art 'niongst the few ; • ' Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, with eyos so frank and blue. Oh, bonnie, bonnie lassie, I've watched thine openincr charms, Long ere I deemed their fatal power could wake my heart's alarms ! And now that these are all matured and beauteous in mine eyes, Of some more youthful swam they may beconie an easy prize, Oh, my bonnie, bonnie lassie, must I brook such sacrifice ? Oh, bonnie, honnie lassie, this love-lorn heart must ache , . , With thoughts that reason plainly shows are bootless for thy sake, Yet still, though lone and solitary, how happy could I be If I in memory whiles might win some kindly thoughts from thee. Ob, my bonnio, bonnie lassie, so sweet and dear to mo. D. FIRQUUON . , .