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HEN I was young, and youth did bloom,

where fancy led me I did rove,

From town to town the nation round,

thro' many a silent shady grove.

At last come to Scotland by name,

which is adorn'd on every side,

With cities rare, but Glasgow fair

is the beauty of all on the banks of Clyde.

At first when I this city drew nigh,

it was into the month of May,

When all about this beautiful town

the fields were clad with flowers so gay,

The music bells, through woods and fells,

do echo out on every side,

Such melody can no where be,

like this on the banks of the river Clyde.

As I drew near, the girls did appear,

such beauties as I ne'er had seen,

The virgins fair with modest air,

pass up and down so neat and clean,