The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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THE HAWTHORN TREE.
Tune— There grows a honnie Brier Bush.
O SWEET are the blossoms o' the hawthorn tree,
The bonnie milky blossoms o' the hawthorn tree,
When the saft wastlin wind, as it wanders ower the lea,
Comes laden wi' the breath o' the hawthorn tree.
Lovely is the rose in the dewy month o' June,
And the lily gently bending beneath the sunny noon
But the dewy rose, nor lily fair, is half sae sweet to
me,
As the bonnie milky blossoms o' the hawthorn tree.
O, blythe at fair and market fu' aften hae I been,
And wi' a crony frank and leal some happy hours I've
seen ;
But the blythest hours I e'er enjoy'd were shared, my
love, wi' thee.
In the gloamin', 'neath the bonnie bonnie hawthorn
tree.
;
Sweetly sang the blackbird, low in the woody glen.
And fragrance sweet spread on the gale, licht ower the
dewy plain
But thy saft voice and sighing breath were sweeter far
to me.
While whispering o' love beneath the hawthorn tree.
Auld Time may wave his dusky wing, and Chance may
cast his die,
And the rainbow-hues o' flatt'ring hope may darken in
the sky,
Gay summer pass, and winter stalk stern ower the frozen
lea,
Nor leaf nor milky blossom deck the hawthorn tree
;