Robert Burns Green Poems

1.
Green Grow The Rashes

Green grow the rashes, O!
Green grow the rashes, O!
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent amang the lasses, O!
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2.
Now Spring Has Clad The Grove In Green


Now spring has clad the grove in green,
And strew'd the lea wi' flowers;
The furrow'd, waving corn is seen
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3.
Song—behold, My Love, How Green The Groves

BEHOLD, my love, how green the groves,
The primrose banks how fair;
The balmy gales awake the flowers,
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