The Book of Scottish Song/Raven's stream

Raven’s stream.

[Written by the late Daniel Weir to a Gaelic air, which is given in the sixth volume of Smith's Scottish Minstrel. Raven's stream is in the neighbourhood of Greenock.]

My love, come let us wander,
Where Raven's streams meander,
And where in simple grandeur,
The daisy decks the plain.
Peace and joy our hours shall measure;
Come, oh come, my soul's best treasure!
Then how sweet, and then how cheerie,
Raven's braes will be, my dearie.

The silver moon is beaming,
On Clyde her light is streaming,
And, while the world is dreaming,
We'll talk of love, my dear,
None, my Jean, will share this bosom,
Where thine image loves to blossom,
And no storm will ever sever
That dear flower, or part us ever.

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