Kelvin Grove
Anonymous


Let us haste to Kelvin Grove, bonnie lassie, O
Through its mazes let us rove, bonnie lassie, O
Where the roses in their pride
Deck the bonnie dingle side
Where the midnight fairies glide, bonnie lassie, O.

Let us wander by the mill, bonnie lassie, O
To the cove beside the rill, bonnie lassie, O
Where the glens rebound the call
Of the roaring waters' fall
Thro' the mountains rocky hall, bonnie lassie, O.

O Kelvin banks are fair, bonnie lassie, O
When the summer we are there, bonnie lassie, O
There the May-pink crimson plume
Throws a soft but sweet perfume
Round the yellow banks of broom, bonnie lassie, O.

Tho' I dare not call thee mine, bonnie lassie, O
As the smile of fortune's thine, bonnie lassie, O
Yet with fortune on my side
I could stay thy father's pride
And win thee for my bride, bonnie lassie, O.

But the frowns of fortune lour, bonnie lassie, O
On thy lover at this hour, bonnie lassie, O
Ere yon golden orb of day
Wake the warblers on the spray
From this land I must away, bonnie lassie, O.

Then farewell to Kelvin Grove, bonnie lassie, O
And adieu to all I love, bonnie lassie, O
To the river winding clear
To the fragrant scented brier
Even to thee of all most dear, bonnie lassie, O.

When upon a foreign shore, bonnie lassie, O
Should I fall midst battle's roar, bonnie lassie, O
Then, Helen! should'st thou hear
Of thy lover on his bier
To his memory shed a tear, bonnie lassie, O.

Midi sequenced by Barry Taylor

'Kelvin Grove, a picturesque and richly wooded dell, through which the river Kelvin flows, lies a very distance to the North-Wesst of Glasgow and will in all probability soon be comprhended within the wide-spreading boundries of the city itself.' These words were witten in 1853 and have indeed come true. Kelvin Grove was englufed by twentieth-century Glasgow.

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