Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: The Tenth of June, 1715. (Being a Song writ for a lady born on June loth, the birthday of his Most Sacred Majesty King James III. and VIII.) Day of the King and the flower! And the girl of my heart's delight, The blackbird sings in the bower, And the nightingale sings in the night A song to the roses white. Day of the flower and the King ! When shall the sails of white Shine on the seas and bring In the day, in the dawn, in the night, The King to his land and his right ? Day of my love and my may, After the long years' flight, Born on the King's birthday, Born for my heart's delight, With the dawn of the roses white ! 16 THE TENTH OF JUNE, 1715. Black as the blackbird's wing Is her hair, and her brow as white As the white rose blossoming, And her eyes as the falcon's bright And her heart is leal to the right. When shall the joy bells ring ? When shall the hours unite The right with the might of my King, And my heart with my heart's delight; In the dawn, in the day, in the night ? White Rose Day. June 10, 1688. 'twas a day of faith and flowers, Of honour that could not die, Of Hope that counted the hours, Of sorrowing Loyalty: And the Blackbird sang in the closes, The Blackbird piped in the spring, For the day of the dawn of the Roses, The dawn of the day of the King ! White roses over the heather, And down by the Lowland lea, And far in the faint blue weather, A white sail guessed on the sea ! But the deep night gathers and closes, Shall ever a morning bring The lord of the leal white roses, The face of the rightful King ? Red and White Roses. Red roses under the sun For the King who is lord of land ; But he dies when his day is done, For his memory careth none When the ...