I.

TO COMIN’ YEARS.

Here’s awa’ wi’ bairnies’ fears! Here’s a health to comin’ years! They maun bring me smiles wi’ tears; Smiles are wisdom’s wealth. Sae I’ll sing it in their ears: “I’m na scared o’ ye, my dears! To ye canty comin’ years Here’s a hearty health!

“Just a line o’ lasses ye, Steppin’ shy, but blinkin’ slee; There’s a spark in ilk sweet e’e To my soul declares Frowns o’ yours are light to dree; Ilka lip so bright o’ blee Keeps in guard a kiss to gie To the lad that dares!”