TJIE LANGUAGE OP FLOWERS. 41 
The Hawthorn I will pu’, wi’ its locks o’ 
siller grey, 
Where, like an aged man, it stands at break 
o’ day ; 
But the songster’s nest within the bush, I 
winna tak away — 
And a’ to be a posie to my ain dear May. 
The Woodbine I will pu’ when the evening 
star is near, 
And the diamond draps o’ dew shall be her 
een sae clear ; 
The Violet's for modesty, which wool she fa’s 
to wear — 
And a’ to be a posie to my ain dear May. 
Til tie the posie round wi’ the silken band 
of love. 
And I’ll place it in her breast, and I’ll swear 
by a’ above, 
That to my latest draught o’ life the band 
shall ne’er remove — 
And this shall be a posie to my ain dear May. 
