WITHIN A MILE OF EDINBURGH TOWN.

'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town, In the rosy time of the year; Sweet flowers bloom'd, and the grass was down, And each shepherd woo'd his dear. Bonnie Jocky, blythe and gay, Kiss'd sweet Jenny making hay: The lassie blush'd, and frowning cried, "No, no, it will not do; I canna, canna, wonna, wonna, manna buckle to."

Jocky was a wag that never would wed, Though long he had follow'd the lass: Contented she earn'd and eat her brown bread, And merrily turn'd up the grass. Bonnie Jocky, blythe and free, Won her heart right merrily: Yet still she blush'd, and frowning cried, "No, no, it will not do; I canna, canna, wonna, wonna, manna buckle to."

But when he vow'd he would make her his bride, Though his flocks and herds were not few, She gave him her hand, and a kiss beside, And vow'd she'd for ever be true. Bonnie Jocky, blythe and free, Won her heart right merrily: At church she no more frowning cried, "No, no, it will not do; I canna, canna, wonna, wonna, manna buckle to."

Anon.