Jockey's Taen The Parting Kiss
Jockey's taen the parting kiss, O'er the mountains he is gane , And with him is a' my bliss, Nought but griefs with me remain, Spare my Love, ye winds that blaw , Plashy sleets and beating rain! Spare my Love, thou feath'ry snaw , Drifting o'er the frozen plain! When the shades of evening creep O'er the day's fair , gladsome e'e , Sound and safely may he sleep, Sweetly blythe his waukening be. He will think on her he loves, Fondly he'll repeat her name; For where'er he distant roves, Jockey's heart is still at hame.