The Flowers of the Forest (Fraser)/The Flowers o' the Forest
THE FLOWERS O’ THE FOREST
I’ve seen the smiling of Fortune beguiling,
I’ve felt all its favours, and found its (illegible text)day
Sweet was its blessing, kind its caressing,
But now ’tis fled,———fled far away.
I’ve seen the forcst adorned the foremost,
With flow’rs of the fairest, most p lease and gay,
Sae bonny was their blooming, their (illegible text)scents air perfuming;
But now they are wither’d and wedded away
I’ve seen the morning with gold the hills (illegible text)ing,[d.
And loud tempest storming before the man
I’ve seen Tweed’s silver streams, shining the sunny beams,
Grow drumlie and dark as they roll’d their way.
O fickle fortune! why this cruel sporting,
O why still perplex us poor sons of a day.
Nae mair your smiles can cheer me, nae man your frowns can fear me,
For the flow’rs of the forest are wither’d away