Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes Flow gently, I`ll sing thee a song in thy praise My Mary`s asleep by thy murmuring stream Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream
Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro` the glen Oh, ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forebear Oh, I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair
Oh, how lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills Far marked with the courses of clear winding rills There daily I wander as noon rises high Oh, my flocks and my Mary`s sweet cot in my eye
How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow There oft as mild Ev`ning weeps over the lea The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me
Oh, thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides And winds by the cot where my Mary resides How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave As gathering sweet flow`rets she stems thy clear wave
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays My Mary`s asleep by thy murmuring stream Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream
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