The Book of Scottish Song/Bonnie Jean 1

Bonnie Jean.

[Tune, "Ettrick banks."]

See spring her graces wild disclose,
Birds sweetly chant on ilka spray;
'Mang broomy knowes the shepherd goes,
While sportive lambkins round him play.
Enraptured now I take my way,
While joy enlivens a' the scene;
Down by yon shaded stream I stray,
To meet an' hail my bonnie Jean.

Ye Kellburn groves, by spring attired,
Where zephyrs sport amang the flowers,
Your fairy scenes I've aft admired,
While jocund pass'd the sunny hours.
But doubly happy in your bowers,
When fragrance scents the devry e'en,
I wander whare your streamlet pours,
To meet an' hail my bonnie Jean.

Let grandeur rear her lofty dome,
Let mad ambition kingdoms spoil,
Through foreign lands let avarice roam,
An' for her prize unceasing toil;
Give me fair nature's vernal smile,
The shelter'd grove, and daisied green,
I'll happy tread my native soil,
To meet an' hail my bonnie Jean.

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