| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900. |
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| Robert Burns. 1759–1796 |
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| 498. The Banks o' Doon |
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| YE flowery banks o' bonnie Doon, | |
| How can ye blume sae fair! | |
| How can ye chant, ye little birds, | |
| And I sae fu' o' care! | |
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| Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird, | 5 |
| That sings upon the bough; | |
| Thou minds me o' the happy days | |
| When my fause luve was true. | |
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| Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird, | |
| That sings beside thy mate; | 10 |
| For sae I sat, and sae I sang, | |
| And wistna o' my fate. | |
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| Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon, | |
| To see the woodbine twine; | |
| And ilka bird sang o' its luve, | 15 |
| And sae did I o' mine. | |
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| Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose | |
| Upon a morn in June; | |
| And sae I flourish'd on the morn, | |
| And sae was pu'd or' noon. | 20 |
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| Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose | |
| Upon its thorny tree; | |
| But my fause luver staw my rose, | |
| And left the thorn wi' me. | |
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GLOSS: or'] ere. staw] stole. |
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