Part 20

Waken, lords and ladies gay Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie Were I as base as is the lowly plain We talk'd with open heart, and tongue We walk'd along, while bright and red We watch'd her breathing thro' the night Whenas in silks my Julia goes When Britain first at Heaven's command When first the fiery-mantled Sun When God at first made Man When he who adores thee has left but the name When icicles hang by the wall When I consider how my light is spent When I have borne in memory what has tamed When I have fears that I may cease to be When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes When in the chronicle of wasted time When lovely woman stoops to folly When Love with unconfined wings When maidens such as Hester die When Music, heavenly maid, was young When Ruth was left half desolate When the lamp is shatter'd When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When we two parted Where art thou, my beloved Son Where shall the lover rest Where the remote Bermudas ride While that the sun with his beams hot Whoe'er she be Why art thou silent? Is thy love a plant