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The vernal sun will gild the sky,
But joy will ne'er return.
Then fare ye weel, etc.
But joy will ne'er return.
Then fare ye weel, etc.
In vain will spring her gowans spread
Owre the green swairded lea;
The rose beneath the hawthorn shade
Will bloom in vain to me;
In vain will spring bedeck the bow'rs
Wi' buds and blossoms braw,
The gloomy storm already low'rs
That drives me far awa.
Then fare ye weel, etc.
Owre the green swairded lea;
The rose beneath the hawthorn shade
Will bloom in vain to me;
In vain will spring bedeck the bow'rs
Wi' buds and blossoms braw,
The gloomy storm already low'rs
That drives me far awa.
Then fare ye weel, etc.
O winter spare the peacefu' scene
Where early joys I knew;
Still be its fields unfading green,
Its sky unclouded blue.
Ye lads and lasses, when sae blythe
The social crack ye ca,
O spare the tribute of a sigh
For me, when far awa.
Then fare ye weel, etc.
Where early joys I knew;
Still be its fields unfading green,
Its sky unclouded blue.
Ye lads and lasses, when sae blythe
The social crack ye ca,
O spare the tribute of a sigh
For me, when far awa.
Then fare ye weel, etc.
COME, MY LOVE.
Come alang wi' me my love,
O come alang wi' me:
The low'ring clouds are vanish'd love,
O come alang wi' me:
The low'ring clouds are vanish'd love,
