The Book of Scottish Song/My Love

My Love.

[Alex. Hume.— Air, "My love is like a rose."]

My love is like my ain countrie,
That to my heart is dear;
My love is like the holly tree,
That's green through a' the year.
Her smile is like the glowing ray
That fa's frae yonder sun;
An', sunlike, blesses a' the day,
Yet kens nae gude she's done.

Her lips ha'e named the bridal time,
Her lips ha'e sealed the vow;
Like Nature's laws in every clime,
We'll aye be true as now.
Like Nature, love the fairer grows
The mair we ken its law:
Like air, it through the warld flows,
Sweet harmony to a'.

O fly, ye lazy listless hours,
An' bring that happy day,
When we'll in wedlock's sweetest bow'rs
In love kiss life away.
We'll live like sleepers in a dream,
Where wishes paint the scene;
An' care shall melt by pleasure's beam,
As snow melts on the green.

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