1791
nt of ary, een of sts, on the approach of sprg
now nature hangs her antle green
on every bloog tree,
and spreads her sheets o&039; daisies white
out o&039;er the grassy lea;
now phoeb cheers the crystal streas,
and gds the azure skies;
but nought can gd the weary wight
that fast durance lies
now verocks wake the rry orn
aloft on dewy g;
the rle, his noontide bow&039;r,
akes woodnd echoes rg;
the avis wild wi&039; ony a note,
sgs drowsy day to rest:
love and freedo they rejoice,
wi&039; care nor thrall opprest
now bloos the lily by the bank,
the prirose down the brae;
the hawthorn&039;s buddg the glen,
and ilk-white is the se:
the anest hd fair stnd
ay rove their sweets aang;
but i, the een of a&039; stnd,
aun lie prin strang
i was the een o&039; bonie france,
where happy i hae been;
fu&039; lightly raise i the orn,
as blythe y down at e&039;en:
and i&039; the v&039;reign of stnd,
and ony a traitor there;
yet here i lie foreign bands,
and never-endg care
but as for thee, thou false woan,
y sister and y fae,
gri venance yet shall whet a sword
that thro&039; thy ul shall gae;
the weepg blood woan&039;s breast
was never known to thee;
nor th&039; bal that draps on wounds of woe
frae woan&039;s pityg e&039;e
y n! y n! ay kder stars
upon thy fortune she;
and ay those pleasures gild thy reign,
that ne&039;er wad blk on e!
god keep thee frae thy other&039;s faes,
or turn their hearts to thee:
and where thou et&039;st thy other&039;s friend,
reber hi for !
o! on, to , ay sur suns
nae air light up the orn!
nae air to the autun ds
wave o&039;er the yellow rn?
and, the narrow hoe of death
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