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TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS
No. 31. A rosebud, by my early walk.
Tune : A rosebud. Scots Musical Museum, 1788, No. i8c
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A rose - bud, by my ear - ly walk A - down a corn - in -
clos - ed bavvk, Sae gent - ly bent its thor - ny stalk, All
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y morn - ing. Ere twice the shades o'
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dawn are fled, In a' its crira - son glo - ry spread. And
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droop-- ing rich the dew - y head. It scents the^ ear - ly morn - ing.
A ROSEBUD, by my early walk
Adown a corn-inclosed bawk,
Sae gently bent its thorny stalk,
All on a dewy morning.
Ere twice the shades o' dawn are fled,
In a' its crimson glory spread,
And drooping rich the dewy head.
It scents the early morning.
Within the bush, her covert nest
A little linnet fondly prest,
The dew sat chilly on her breast,
Sae early in the morning.
She soon shall see her tender brood,
The pride, the pleasure o' the wood,
Amang the fresh green leaves bedew'd,
Awake the early morning.