Oh! roses and lilies are fair to see; But the wild bluebell is the flower for me.
I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie, She's as pure as the lily in the dell. She's as sweet as the heather The bonnie bloomin' heather Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.Sir Harry (Hugh MacLennan) Lauder
Hang-head Bluebell, Bending like Moses' sister over Moses, Full of a secret that thou dar'st not tell!George MacDonald
I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie. She's as pure as the lily in the dell. She's as sweet as the heather, the bonnie, bloomin' heather, Mary, ma Scotch Blue-bell.
It happened on April 19, 1964. It was Bluebell time in Kent.denning, alfred, baron denning
The gold-eyed kingcups fine, The frail Bluebell peereth over Rare broidery of the purple clover.
At the head of Flora's dance; Simple Snow-drop, then in thee All thy sister-train I see; Every brilliant bud that blows, From the blue-bell to the rose; All the beauties that appear, On the bosom of the Year, All that wreathe the locks of Spring, Summer's ardent breath perfume, Or on the lap of Autumn bloom, All to thee their tribute bring.james montgomery