The Rosebud


A rosebud by my early walk, Adown a corn-enclosed bawk, Sae gently bent its thorny stalk All on a dewy morning. Ere twice the shades o' dawn are fled, In a' its crimson glory spread, And drooping rich the dewy head, It scents the early morning. Within the bush her covert nest A little linnet fondly prest, The dew sat chilly on her breast Sae early in the morning. She soon shall see her tender brood The pride, the pleasure o' the wood, Amang the fresh green leaves bedew'd, Awauk the early morning. So thou, dear bird, young Jeany fair, On trembling string or vocal air, Shalt sweetly pay the tender care That tents thy early morning. So thou, sweet Rosebud, young and gay, Shalt beauteous blaze upon the day, And bless the Parent's evening ray That watch'd thy early morning.

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Gerry Mulgrew

About this work

This is a song by Robert Burns. It was written in 1788 and is read here by Gerry Mulgrew.

Themes for this song

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Selected for 08 August

On this day in 1503 James IV of Scotland married Margaret Tudor, daughter of Henry VII of England. Since this dynastic alliance was to become known as 'the union of the thistle and the rose', today's poem marks those country connecting nuptials. Scottish good manners dictate, at least in this instance, that England should take precedence. In any case a sweet little lyric is saved from vapid conventionality by its touching sincerity, realistic depiction and truly magnificent tune. And it is a poem beautifully apt for the month of August.

Donny O'Rourke

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