Page:Four songs (21).pdf/4

 4 HELEN OF THE SPEY. BEGONE thou rude winter and loud ter howling, Come, blithe blooming summer aye bonny green; No more shall thy beauties with hail ru scowlings, Or storm on thy lillies blow fiercely and k The pink and the daisle with sweet-scented ble Again shall rejoice on the meadow so gay Whilst I with my Helen in youth's rosy blo The walk will renew on the banks of the

No ear to intrude while we happily wander, The warblers will cheer us with each h strain, How sweet are the green leaves, and purling ander, And sweet are the wild flower ail ove plain. Around in the woodland the blackbird, is ch ing, The sun climbs aloft to enliven the day, All nature doth cheer me, there's nothi wanting, While walking with Helen, dear Helen of Spey.

Love chooseth her breast for its best habitat Integrity vows to remain in her mind, And modest good nature a fit situation Hath found in my Helen, whose virtues are