Sheltered by the holly’s shade,

An’ the dark sombre yew.

The setting sun, the setting sun,

How glorious it gaed doun!

The cloudy splendour raised our hearts

To cloudless skies abune!

The auld dial, the auld dial!

It tauld how time did pass:

The wintry winds ha’e dung it doun,

Now hid ’mang weeds and grass.