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Jessie, the Flow'r o’ Dunblane.

THE fun has game down o'er the lofty Benlomand, And left the red clouds to preside o’er the scene ; While lanely I stray jo the calm simmer gloaming, To muse on sweet Jessie the flow’r o’ Dunblane. How sweet is the brier, wi’ its last falding blossom, And sweet is the birk wi’ its mantle o’ green ; Yet sweeter, an' fairer, an' dear to this bosom, Is lovely young Jessie, the flower o’ Dunblane.

Is lovely young Jessie, is lovely young Jessie,

Is lovely young Jessie, the flower o’ Dunblane.

She's modest as ony, an' Blythe as she’s bonny, For guileless simplicity marks her its ain ; An’ far be the villain, divested o'feeling,

Wha’d blight in its bloom the sweet flower o’

Dumblane.

Sing on,thou sweet mavis, thy hymn to the e'ening, Thou art dear to the echoes o’ Calderwood glen ; Sae dear to this bosom, fae artless and winning,

Is charming young Jessie, the flower o’ Dunblane.

How lost were my days, ’till I met wi’ my Jessie, She sports o' the city seem'd foolish an’ vain. I near saw a nymph I would ca' my dear lassie,

Till charm’d w’ sweet Jessie, the flower o’ Dunblane.

Though mine were the station o’ loftiest grandeur, Amidst its profusion I’d languish in pain ; An’ reckon as naething the height' o’ its splendour. If wanting, sweet Jessie the flower o’ Dunblane,

F I N I S.

J.Neilson, printer.