The Goldfinch (1817)/Gloomy Winter's now awa'

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4611327The Goldfinch — Gloomy Winter's now awa'Robert Tannahill

Gloomy Winter's now awa'.

Gloomy winter's now awa'
Saft the westling breezes blaw,
'Mong the birks o' Stanley shaw,
The mavis sings fu' cheery, O.
Sweet the craw-flower's early bell,
Decks Gleniffer's dewy dell,
Blooming like thy bonny sell,
My young, my artless dearie, O.

Come, my lassie, let us stray
O'er Glenkilloch's sunny brae,
Blythely spend the gowden day,
'Midst joys that never weary, O.
Tow' ring o'er the Newton woods,
Lavrocks fan the snaw-white clouds,
Siller saughs, wi' downy buds,
Adorn the banks sae briery, O.

Round the sylvan fairy nooks,
Feathery breckans fringe the rocks,
'Neath the brae the burnie jouks,
And ilka thing is cheery, O.
Trees may bud and birds may sing,
Flowers may bloom and verdure spring,
Joy to me they canna bring,
Unless wi' thee, my dearie, O.