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Dream Song

by John Wesley Holloway

0.9506 − 0.4130i

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My Collier Laddie

by Robert Burns

0.8779 − 0.4022i

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The poems

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Dream Song

by John Wesley Holloway

Teardrops fill mine eyes, sweetheart,
Whene'er I think of you,
Your loving lips, your sparkling eyes,
Your tender heart and true!
Your gentle voice still thrills my soul,
As in the days gone by;
As when we wandered side by side
Together, you and I.

I see you dressed in white, sweetheart,
A rosebud in your hair
That glistens like an aureole
Above your brow so fair.
You hold your bonnet by a string;
A smile lights up your eye;
As side by side in merry May,
We wandered, you and I.

Long years have come and gone, sweetheart,
But still I mourn for you;
The world of men has all proved false,
And you alone are true;
Mine eyes are dimming to the world,
But sparkling to the sky,
And soon we'll wander once again
Together,—you and I.

My Collier Laddie

by Robert Burns

Where live ye, my bonnie lass?
An' tell me what they ca' ye;
My name, she says, is Mistress Jean,
And I follow the Collier Laddie.
My name she says, is Mistress Jean,
And I follow the Collier Laddie.

See you not yon hills and dales,
The sun shines on sae brawlie!
They a' are mine, and they shall be thine,
Gin ye'll leave your Collier Laddie.
They a' are mine, and they shall be thine,
Gin ye'll leave your Collier Laddie.

Ye shall gang in gay attire,
Weel buskit up sae gaudy;
And ane to wait on every hand,
Gin ye'll leave your Collier Laddie.
And ane to wait on every hand,
Gin ye'll leave your Collier Laddie.

Tho' ye had a' the sun shines on,
And the earth conceals sae lowly;
I wad turn my back on you and it a',
And embrace my Collier Laddie.
I wad turn my back on you and it a',
And embrace my Collier Laddie.

I can win my five pennies a day,
And spen't at night fu' brawlie;
And make my bed in the Collier's neuk,
And lie down wi' my Collier Laddie.
And make my bed in the Collier's neuk,
And lie down wi' my Collier Laddie.

Luve for luve is the bargain for me,
Tho' the wee cot-house should haud me;
And the world before me to win my bread,
And fair fa' my Collier Laddie.
And the world before me to win my bread,
And fair fa' my Collier Laddie.

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