The Pride of Youth

THE PRIDE OF YOUTH

by: Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832)　　　

Proud Maisie is in the wood,　　

Walking so early;　　

Sweet Robin sits on the bush,　　

Singing so rarely.　　

“tell me ,thou bonny bird,　　

when shall I marry me?”　　

“when six braw gentlemen　　

kirkward shall carry ye.”　　

“who makes the bridal bed,　　

birdie, say truly?”　　

“The gray-headed sexton　　

That delves the grave duly.　　

“The glowworm o’er grave and stone　　

Shall light thee steady;　　

The owl from the steeple sing,　　

Welcome, proud lady.”