Alison Rutherford Cockburn: The Flowers of the Forest
| I’VE 1 seen the smiling | |
| Of Fortune beguiling; | |
| I’ve felt all its favours, and found its decay; | |
| Sweet was its blessing, | |
| Kind its caressing; | 5 |
| But now it is fled—fled far away. | |
| I’ve seen the forest | |
| Adorned the foremost, | |
| With flowers of the fairest, most pleasant and gay; | |
| Sae bonnie was their blooming! | 10 |
| Their scent the air perfuming! | |
| But now they are withered and a’ wede away. | |
| I’ve seen the morning | |
| With gold the hills adorning, | |
| And loud tempest storming before the mid-day. | 15 |
| I’ve seen Tweed’s silver streams, | |
| Shinning in the sunny beams | |
| Grow drumly and dark as he rowed on his way. | |
| Oh, fickle Fortune! | |
| Why this cruel sporting? | 20 |
| Oh, why still perplex us, poor sons of a day? | |
| Nae mair your smiles can cheer me, | |
| Nae mair your frowns can fear me; | |
| For the flowers of the forest are a’ wede away. |
