But as the song is Irish, it had nothing to do in this collection.
THE COLLIER’S BONNIE LASSIE.
The first half stanza is much older than the days of Ramsay.—The old words began thus:
“The collier has a dochter, and, O, she’s wonder bonnie!
A laird he was that sought her, rich baith in lands and money.
She wad na hae a laird, nor wad she be a lady,
But she wad hae a collier, the colour o’ her daddie.”
MY AIN KIND DEARIE-O.
The old words of this song are omitted here, though much more beautiful than these inserted; which were mostly composed by poor Fergusson, in one of his merry humours. The old words began thus:
“I’ll rowe thee o’er the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie, O,
I’ll rowe thee o’er the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie, O,
Altho’ the night were ne’er sae wat,
And I were ne’er sae weary, O;
I’ll rowe thee o’er the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie, O.”—