raging fortune—fragment of song
ing fortune's withering bst
has id my leaf full low, o!
ing fortune's withering bst
has id my leaf full low, o!
my stem was fair, my bud was green,
my blossom sweet did blow, o!
the dew fell fresh, the sun rose mild,
and made my branches grow, o!
but luckless fortune's northern storms
id a' my blossoms low, o!
but luckless fortune's northern storms
id a' my blossoms low, o!