The Book of Scottish Song/The setting Sun
The setting Sun.
[Written for a Country Rocking by James Stirrat.—Here first printed.]
The setting sun in gowden light,
The cloudless moon wi' sil'er ray,
The star o' e'ening beaming bright
Fu' bonnie, blythsome charms display.
But bonnier blinks frae maiden eyes,
This happy place and time endear,
Outshine the lights that deck the skies,
And make a starry heaven here.
Let titled rank in grandeur's glare
To waltzes sweep the painted ha',
Simplicity's a stranger there,
And happiness beyond their ca'.
But here in hamely pleasure's ring,
Wi' smiles frae artless beauty crown'd,
We taste a bliss that ne'er can spring
Frae fashion's vain illusive round.
The song, the dance, ilk bosom cheers,
And a' in harmless daffin' join;
Even age throws aff his load of years,
And shakes his foot to "auld langsyne."
O lang may canty glee abound,
And happy love our pastime bless,
And lang may ilka year bring round
A rocking glorious as this.