Poems, on sacred and other subjects and songs, humorous and sentimental: By the late William Watt. Third edition of the songs only--with additional songs |
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IN YON GREEN GLEN. |
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IN YON GREEN GLEN.
My lovely shepherd tends his flock
In yon green glen,
Beside the ivy-skirted rock,
In yon green glen;
While the blithesome lambs do play,
'Mong the brackens waving gay,
On the bonnie sunny brae,
Down by yon green glen.
In yon green glen,
Beside the ivy-skirted rock,
In yon green glen;
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'Mong the brackens waving gay,
On the bonnie sunny brae,
Down by yon green glen.
How sweetly swells his mellow flute
In yon green glen,
While echoes still his strains salute
In yon green glen:
Far remote from jarring strife,
There he spends his peaceful life,
Where the rural joys are rife,
Down in yon green glen.
In yon green glen,
While echoes still his strains salute
In yon green glen:
Far remote from jarring strife,
There he spends his peaceful life,
Where the rural joys are rife,
Down in yon green glen.
Away, ye thoughts of grandeur, far
From yon green glen;
And shine, my fortune's gleaming star,
On yon green glen:
Guide me to my shepherd's arms,
Where no guile nor fear alarms;
Still my thrilling heart he charms,
Down in yon green glen.
From yon green glen;
And shine, my fortune's gleaming star,
On yon green glen:
Guide me to my shepherd's arms,
Where no guile nor fear alarms;
Still my thrilling heart he charms,
Down in yon green glen.
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