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TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS
I. LOVE—PERSONAL No.1. O, once I lov'd a borne lass.
Tune : I am a man unmarried (Unknown.)
O, once I lov'd a bonie lass,
Ay, and I love her still, And whilst that virtue warms my breast
I'll love my handsome Nell.
As bonie lasses I hae seen,
And monie full as braw; But for a modest, gracefu' mien,
The like I never saw.
A bonie lass, I will confess,
Is pleasant to the e'e ; But without some better qualities
She's no a lass for me.
But Nelly's looks are blythe and sweet;
And, what is best of a', Her reputation is compleat,
And fair without a flaw.
She dresses ay sae clean and neat, Both decent and genteel;
And then there's something in her gate, Gars ony dress look weel.
A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart;
But it's innocence and modesty That polishes the dart.
'Tis this in Nelly pleases me;
'Tis this inchants my soul, For absolutely in my breast
She reigns without controul.
No. 2. In Tarbolton, ye ken.
In Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man ;
But ken ye the Ronalds that live in the Bennals ? They carry the gree frae them a', man.
Their father's a laird, and weel he can spare't, Braid money to tocher them a', man;
To proper young men, he'll clink in the hand Gowd guineas a hunder or twa, man.