Richard Gall

Farewell to Ayrshire

SCENES of woe and scenes of pleasure,
	Scenes that former thoughts renew,
Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure,
	Now a sad and tast adieu!
Bonnie Doon, sae sweet at gloamin',
	Fare thee weel before I gang!
Bonnie Doon, whare, early roaming,
	First I weaved the rustic sang!

Bowers, adieu! whare love decoying,
	First enthrall'd this heart o' mine;
There the saftest sweets enjoying,
	Sweets that memory ne'er shall tine.
Friends, sae near my bosom ever,
	Ye ha'e render'd moments dear,
But, alas! whan forced to sever,
	Then the stroke, oh! how severe.

Friends, that parting tear, reserve it,
	Though 'tis doubly dear to me;
Could I think I did deserve it,
	How much happier would I be!
Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure,
	Scenes that former thoughts renew,
Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure,
	Now a sad and last adieu!