SATURDAY, JANUARY 6, 1872. For the Beltane licht will no be out Ere you are far awa And towering hills and rolling floods Will lie between us two - When many long years have passed and gane bye And Time's ruining hand has made baith fancies jee Wha then can tell when we next meet again, "If I will loe Katie or Katie loe me"? - G. - To Mary McGill - 1847 - I must confes my Mary dear That your charms in love have bound me I'd give the World but for one night To lie with my Arms around thee - Oh! lightly would the hours slip past Aye the longest night in Winter If kissing and embracing thee But alas I dare not venture - For bonnier lads are courting thee And richer far than I am And truer love they yet may be For my sake pass not by them For I could smile and wish thee joy Though to another married One farewell kiss all I would ask Ere from me you were carried -