Divider from 'The Black Bird', an undated Scottish chapbook with no printing information
The LADS of the VILLAGE.
While the lads of the village hall merrily ah; sound their tabors, I'll hand thee along, And I say unto thee, that verily, ah! thou and I will be first in the throng. While the lads, &c.
Just then when the swain who last year won the dow'r, with his mates fall the sports have begun, When the gay voice of gladness resounds from each bow'r, & thou long'st in thy heart to make one. While &c.
Those joys which are harmless no mortal can blame, 'tis my maxim that youth should be free, And to prove that my words & my deeds were the same believe me thou'lt presently see. While &c.