The flowers of Edinburgh
Language: English
My love was once a bonny lad,
He was the flow'r of a' his kin;
The absence of his bonny face
Has rent my tender heart in twain.
I day nor night, find no delight,
In silent tears I still complain;
And exclaim 'gainst those my rival foes,
That ha'e ta'en from me my darling swain.
Despair and anguish fill my breast,
Since I have lost my blooming rose;
I sigh and moan, while others rest,
His absence yields me no repose.
To seek my love I'll range and rove,
Thro' ev'ry grove and distant plain;
Thus I'll ne'er cease, but spend my days,
To hear tidings from my darling swain.
Submitted by Ferdinando Albeggiani
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Text added to the website: 2012-08-14.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:05:01
Line count: 16
Word count: 111
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