A SERENADE

by: Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832)

H! County Guy, the hour is nigh,

The sun has left the lea;

The orange-flower perfumes the bower;

The breeze is on the sea;

The lark, his lay who thrill'd all day,

Sits hush'd his partner nigh:

Breeze, bird, and flower confess the hour,

But where is County Guy?

 

The village maid steals through the shade

Her shepherd's suit to hear;

To Beauty shy, by lattice high,

Sings high-born cavalier.

The star of Love, all stars above,

Now reigns o'er earth and sky,

And high and low the influence know--

But where is County Guy?

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