how lang and dreary is the night（2 / 2）

i spent wi' thee, my dearie;

and now what seas between us roar,

how can i be but eerie?

for oh, &c.

how slow ye move, ye heavy hours;

the joyless day how dreary:

it was na sae ye glinted by,

when i was wi' my dearie!

for oh, &c.