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GLOOMY WINTER'S NOW AWA.

Words by Tannahill. Music by R. A. Smith. Key-note A. minor.

Gloomy winter's now awa,Saft the westlin' breezes blaw :'Mang the birks o' Stanley-shawThe mavis sings fa' eleerie, O.Sweet the craw-flower's early bellDeeks Gleniffer's dewy dell,Blooming like thy bonnie sel',My young, my artless dearie, O.Come, my lassie, let us stray,O'er Glenkilloch's sunny brae,Blythely spend the gowden day'Midst joys that never wearie, O.
Towering o'er the Newton woods,Laverocks fan the snaw-white clouds;Siller saughs, wi' downie buds,Adorn the banks sae brierie, O.Round the sylvan fairy nooks,Feath'ry braikens fringe the roeks;Neath the brae the burnie jouks,And ilka thing is cheerie, O.Trees may bud, and birds may sing,Flowers may bloom, and verdure spring,Joy to me they canna bring,Unless wi' thee, my dearie, O.

DUMBARTON'S BONNIE DELL.

Words by C. M. Westmacott. Music by J. Sinclair. Key-note G.

There's ne'er a nook in a' the land,Victoria rules sae well,There's naething half sae canty, grand,As blythe Dumbarton's dell;And would you speer the reason why,The truth I'll fairly tell,A winsome lassock lives hard byDumbarton's bonnie dell.
Up by yon glen Loch Lomond laves,Where bold M'Gregors dwell;And bogles dance o'er heroes' graves,There lives Dumbarton's belle;She's blest with every charm in life,And this I know full well—I'll ne'er be happy till my wifeIs blythe Dumbarton's belle.