Robert Burns ( )

When First I Saw

WHEN first I saw fair Jeanies face,
  I couldna tell what ailed me,
My heart went fluttering pit-a-pet,
  My een they almost failed me.

Shes aye sae neat, sae trim, sae tight,
  All grace does round her hover;
Ae look deprived me o my heart,
  And I became a lover.

  Shes aye, aye sae blythe, sae gay,
    Shes aye so blythe and cheerie:
  Shes aye sae bonnie, blythe, and gay,
    O gin I were her dearie!

Had I Dundass whole estate,
  Or Hopetouns wealth to shine in;
Did warlike laurels crown my brow,
  Or humbler bays entwining-
Id lay them a at Jeanies feet,
  Could I but hope to move her,
And prouder than a belted knight,
  Id be my Jeanies lover.

But sair I fear some happier swain
  Has gained sweet Jeanies favour:
If so, may every bliss be hers,
  Though I maun never have her:
But gang she east, or gang she west,
  Twixt Forth and Tweed all over,
While men have eyes, or ears, or taste,
  Shell always find a lover.

Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Auld Rob Morris
  2. Contented wi Little
  3. ( ꅻ) Ca the Yowes
  4. No Churchman am I
  5. Epigram on a Noted Coxcomb

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