Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . night she gaed awa !The Powers aboon can only ken, To whom the heart is seen,That nane can be sae dear to me As my sweet lovely Jean ! ^o- f. ~<Cv ^ Vrs. vJ A ROSEBUD BY MY EARLY WALK. A rose-bud by my early walk,Adown a corn-enclosed bawk,Sae gently bent its thorny stalk, All on a dewy morning. Ere twice the shades o dawn are fled,In a its crimson glory drooping rich the dewy head, It scents the early morning. Within the bush, her covert nest A
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . night she gaed awa !The Powers aboon can only ken, To whom the heart is seen,That nane can be sae dear to me As my sweet lovely Jean ! ^o- f. ~<Cv ^ Vrs. vJ A ROSEBUD BY MY EARLY WALK. A rose-bud by my early walk,Adown a corn-enclosed bawk,Sae gently bent its thorny stalk, All on a dewy morning. Ere twice the shades o dawn are fled,In a its crimson glory drooping rich the dewy head, It scents the early morning. Within the bush, her covert nest A little linnet fondly prest, The dew sat chilly on her breast Sae early in the morning. She soon shall see her tender pride, the pleasure o the wood,Amang the fresh green leaves bedewed,Awake the early morning. So thou, dear bird, young Jeanie fair!On trembling string or vocal airShall sweetly pay the tender care That tends thy early morning. So thou, sweet rose-bud, young and gay,Shall beauteous blaze upon the bless the parents evening ray That watched thy early morning. * An untilled ridge in a ^.. ^- S ^-^
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