POETRY.

1LLIN DHU-A LOVE SONG.
LILLIAN DHU-A LOVE SONG.

 BY THE ETTRIcK SHEPHERD. Hike to see you, Allan Dhu, like vi you to meet, But dinna say to me you lo'e, For that wad gar me greet. I like to see you smile on me Amang our maidens a.; But, oh! aa vow O love frae you cOu'dna stand ava. Ay, ye may smile, but dinna speak; Iken what ye've 10 say; Sac, either haud your tongue % sleek, Or look another way; For, should it be of love to me,

 In manner soft and bland, wadna ye my face should see

 For all Breadalbin's land. Oh! Allan Dhu, 'tis naught to mo Of love to gibe and jeer, But little ken ye of the pang

 A maiden's heart maun bear, When a' on earth that she hauds dear, The hope that makes her fain, Comes plump at once-oh me! the thought 'Maist turns my heart to stane! ~ No, Allan, no-I wilma let

 You speak wordsthe night; Gang hame an' write lang letter,

 For weei ye can indite. >' An be it love, or be it slight,

 then can has my will; I'll steal away, far out O sight,

 An greet an greet my fill.