Poems and Songs By Robert Gilfillan. Fourth edition. With memoir of the author, and appendix of his latest pieces |
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BONNIE PEGGIE GORDON.
Now simmer walks in robes o' green,
On ilka flowery bank she's seen,
Then come, my love, thou'rt simmer's queen,
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
On ilka flowery bank she's seen,
Then come, my love, thou'rt simmer's queen,
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
We'll wander where the primrose springs,
Where the rose-bud dewy hings,
Where the burnie murmuring sings,
“Bonnie Peggie Gordon!”
Where the rose-bud dewy hings,
Where the burnie murmuring sings,
“Bonnie Peggie Gordon!”
I'll lead thee down yon sunny lea,
Where the scented hawthorn tree
Sheds its fragrant sweets for thee,
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
Where the scented hawthorn tree
Sheds its fragrant sweets for thee,
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
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The bee has left its foggy den,
An' comes—O! weel its notes I ken—
Saft humming frae the moorland glen,
“Bonnie Peggie Gordon!”
An' comes—O! weel its notes I ken—
Saft humming frae the moorland glen,
“Bonnie Peggie Gordon!”
O, saft's the burnie's rocky fa',
An' saft's the winds that ower it blaw,
But love has tales mair saft than a',
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
An' saft's the winds that ower it blaw,
But love has tales mair saft than a',
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
Down yon birken shaws amang,
Where the blackbird wakes his sang,
There, my fairest, wilt thou gang?
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
Where the blackbird wakes his sang,
There, my fairest, wilt thou gang?
Bonnie Peggie Gordon.
The flowery earth, the sunny sky,
May please the sense, may charm the eye,
But to my heart nought gies sic joy
As bonnie Peggie Gordon.
May please the sense, may charm the eye,
But to my heart nought gies sic joy
As bonnie Peggie Gordon.
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