THE LASS O' ROSSLYN.
v. The bonny Rss o' Kosslyn Came tripping down the hill: I met her in yon valley Beside the winding rill; The birds did sing, and summer flowers Put forth their brightest hue, As she tript among the daisies bright, Wet wi' the evening dew. The bonny lass o' Kosslyn Is better than she's braw — Her heart it is sac loving, And pure as spotless snaw; She's like the Fairy Queen of May, Wi' her bonny laughing cc, Her witching smile may weel beguile The bird f rae off the tree. The bonny lass o' Eosslyn Is like a lovely flower, That grows by some sweet rivulet, In some enchanted bower; Were I a king or belted knight To her I'd bend my knee, For the bonny lass o' Kosslyn .. Is a' the world to me.
John Babb.
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Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 115, 21 April 1870, Page 7
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142THE LASS O' ROSSLYN. Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 115, 21 April 1870, Page 7
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