The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/Evan Banks
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EVAN BANKS.
TUNE—'SAVOURNA DELISH.'
Slow spreads the gloom my soul desires,The sun from India's shore retires:To Evan Banks with temp'rate ray,Home of my youth, he leads the day.
Oh Banks to me for ever dear!Oh stream, whose murmurs still I hear!All, all my hopes of bliss resideWhere Evan mingles with the Clyde.
And she, in simple beauty drest,Whose image lives within my breast;Who trembling heard my parting sigh,And long pursued me with her eye:
Does she, with heart unchang'd as mine,Oft in the vocal bowers recline?Or, where yon grot o'erhangs the tide,Muse while the Evan seeks the Clyde?