I have heard the Mavis singing

His love song to the morn'

I have seen the dewdrop clinging

To the rose just newly born



But a sweeter song has cheered me

At the evening's gentle close

And I've seen an eye still brighter

Than the dewdrop on the rose



'Twas thy voice, my gentle Mary

And thine artless winning smile

That made this world an E-eden

Bonnie Mary o-of Argyle



'Though thy voice may lose its sweetness

Thine eye it's brightness too

'Though thy step may lack its fleetness

And thy hair it's sunny hue



Still to me wilt thou be dearer

Than all the world shall own

I have loved thee for thy beauty

But not for that alone



I have watched thy heart, dear Mary

And its goodness was the wile

That has made thee mine for-e-ever

Bonnie Mary o-o-o-o-o-o-of Argyle