the minstrel at lincluden

tune—“cumnock psalms.”

as i stood by yon roofless tower,

where the wa'flow'r scents the dery air,

where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower,

and tells the midnight moon her care.

chorus—a lassie all alone, was making her moan,

lamenting our lads beyond the sea:

in the bluidy wars they fa', and our honour's gane an' a',

and broken-hearted we maun die.

the winds were laid, the air was till,

the stars they shot along the sky;

the tod was howling on the hill,

and the distant-echoing glens reply.

a lassie all alone, c.

the burn, adown its hazelly path,

was rushing by the ruin'd wa',

hasting to join the sweeping nith,

whase roarings seem'd to rise and fa'.

a lassie all alone, c.