...And waly waly down the brae, And waly waly by yon burn-side, Where I and my love were wont to gae. I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trustie trie ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brake, And sae my true love did lyghtlie me. O waly...

...• And waly, waly, down the brae, And waly, waly, yon burn side, Where I and my love wont to gae. I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true-love's forsaken me. O waly, waly, love is bonny, A little time...

...courtly dame and false gallant, when royalty inhabited the neighbouring Palace, as follows : — " I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true love's forsaken me." " Oh ! Arthur's seat shall be my bed, The...

...the bank, And waly waly down the brae, And waly waly yon burn side, Where I and my love wont to gae. I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trustie tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brake, Sae my true love did lyghtlie me. O waly waly...

...introduction into one of the most touching, tender ballads in the whole range of Scottish poetry. " I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it boned, and syne it brak, Sae my true love's forsaken me. " Oh ! Arthur's Seat shall be my bed, The...

...must certainly be a firm believer in the simile of the lover of your native land, who complains— ' I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree, Bat first it bow'd and then it brake,' &c. &.c. 4,c. . Certes these Southrons lack much the habits...

...must certainly be a firm believer in the simile of the lover of your native land, who complains— ' I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree, But h'rst it bow'd and then it brake,' &c. &c. &c. Certes these Southrons lack much the hahits of the wood...

...must certainly be a firm believer in the simile of the lover of your native land, who complains — * I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree, But first it bow'd and then it brake,' &c. &c &c.* Certes these Southrons lack much the habits of the wood and wilderness,...

...must certainly be a firm believer in the simile of the lover of your native land, who complains — * I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree, But first it bow'd and then it brake,' &c. &c &c.* Certes these Southrons lack much the habits of the wood and wilderness,...

...bank, And waly, waly, down the brae, And waly, waly, yon burn side, Where I and my love wont to gae. I leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true-love's forsaken me. O waly, waly, love is bonny, A little time...