David Vedder

Talk not of temples--there is one
Built without hands, to mankind given;
Its lamps are the meridian sun,
And all the stars of heaven;…

AIR--"The Braes of Balquhidder."Now the beams of May morn
On the mountains are streaming,
And the dews on the corn
Are like diamond-drops gleaming;…

AIR--"Todlin' hame."I neither got promise of siller nor land
With the bonnie wee darling who gave me her hand;
But I got a kind heart with my sweet blushing bride,
And that 's proved the bliss of my ain fireside.…

AIR--"Gramachree."There is a pang for every heart,
A tear for every eye;
There is a knell for every ear,
For every breast a sigh.…

Oh! the sunny peaches glow,
And the grapes in clusters blush;
And the cooling silver streams
From their sylvan fountains rush;…

Let wrapt musicians strike the lyre,
While plaudits shake the vaulted fane;
Let warriors rush through flood and fire,
A never-dying name to gain;…