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Last Line: Sin' I hac lost that bonnie blossom!
Alternate Author Name(s): Brown, Isaac
Subject(s): Love - Loss Of


I met wi' her I luved yestreen,
I met her wi' a look o' sorrow;
My leave I took o' her for aye,
A weddit bride she'll be the morrow

She durst na gie ae smile to me,
Nor drap ae word o' kindly feelin',
Yet down her cheeks the bitter tears,
In monie a pearly bead, were stealin'.

I could na my lost luve upbraid,
Altho' my dearest hopes were blighted,
I could na say ''" 'ye're fause to me !' ''"
Tho' to anither she was plighted.

Like suthfast friens whom death divides,
In Heaven to meet, we silent parted ;
Nac voice had we our griefs to speak,
We felt sac lone and broken-hearted.

I'll hie me frae my native Ian',
Far frae thy blythesome banks o' Yarrow!
Wae's me, I canna bide to see

.My winsome luve anither's marrow!

I'll hie me to a distant Ian',
Wi' down-cast ee and life-sick bosom,
A wearie waste the warld's to me,
Sin' I hac lost that bonnie blossom!





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