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8 HOW SWEET THE ROSE BLAWS.

How sweet the rose blaws, it fades and it fa's;
 * Red is the rose and bonnie O:

It brings to my mind what my dear laddie was;
 * So bloom'd, so cut off, was my Johnnie, O.

Now peace is returned, but nae joy brings to me:
 * Red is the rose and bonnie O:

For cauld is his cheek, and blameless his e'e,
 * And nae mair beats the heart o' my Johnnie, O.

Ah! why did he love me, and leave these sweet plains;
 * Red is the rose and bonnie, O:

Where smiling contentment and peace ever reigns,
 * But they'll ne'er bloom again for my Johnnie, O.

Nor to me will their beauties e'er pleasure impart,
 * Red is the rose and bonnie, O,

For sunk is my spirits and broken my heart,
 * Soon I'll meet ne'er to part frae my Johnnie, O.

FINIS.