...wreck; The {hip it was a wreck, why did na Jemmy die ? And why do I live to fay waes me i 'My father' argued fair, tho' my mother didna fpeak, She looked...in the fea, And auld Robin Grey is gudeman to me. I had na been a wife a week but only four, When fitting fae mournfully at the door, I faw my Jemmy's...

...And why do I live to cry, Waes me. Auld Robin argu'd fair, tho' my mither didna' fpeak, She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break, So they...hand, tho' my heart was in the fea, And Auld Robin Gray is guidman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When, fitting fae mournfully at the...

...And why do I live to fay waes me ? Auld Robirf argued fair, tho' my mither did nafpeak, She luok'd in my face till my heart was like to break, So they gi'ed him iny hand, tho' n;y heart was at the fea, And auld Robin Grey is gude man to me. Jhad'ffa been a wife...

...And why do I live to fay, wa's me ? My father argu'd fair, tho' my mother did na fpeak, She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break ; So they gid him my hand, tho' my heart was at fea, And Auld Robin Gray is a gude man to me. I had na been a...

...die, And why do I live to say, waes me ? My father argued sair, tho' my mither didna speak, She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break ; So they gi'ed him my hand, tho' my heart was in the sea, And auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When sitting sae...

...Jenny die? And why do I live to say, waes me ? Auld Robin argued sair, though my milher didua speak, She looked in my face till my heart was like to break, SP they gied him my hand, tho* my heart was at I hadna beeo a wife weeks but only four, When sitting...

...it was a wreck; why didna Jenny die? Auld Robin argued sair: tho' my mither didna speak, She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break: So they gied him my hand, tho' my heart was in the sea: Now auld Robin Gray is a gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When sitting...

...sea, And Auld Robin Gray came courtin' to me. " My faither urged me sair, my mitber didna speak, But she looked in my face till my heart was like to break ; So I gied him my hand, though my heart was at the sea, And Auld Robin Cray is gudeman to me." Here there...

...what leisure for grief and despair! " My father pressed me sair, Though my mother did ua' speak ; But* she looked in my face Till my heart was like to break." The irksomeness of the situations, the sense of painful dependence, is excessive ; and yet the sentiment...

...I may say, in the words of a melody of the country of bards, * * * * My mother did not speak, . But she looked in my face till my heart was like to break ; So I gave him my hand, * * • * But here terminates the analogy between the love-lorn Jenny and me ;...