Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 194. Song—Blythe was She |
| | | | | Tune—“Andro and his Cutty Gun.” |
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| Chorus.—Blythe, blythe and merry was she, | |
| Blythe was she but and ben; | |
| Blythe by the banks of Earn, | |
| And blythe in Glenturit glen. | |
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| BY 1 Oughtertyre grows the aik, | 5 |
| On Yarrow banks the birken shaw; | |
| But Phemie was a bonier lass | |
| Than braes o’ Yarrow ever saw. | |
| Blythe, blythe, &c. | |
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| Her looks were like a flow’r in May, | 10 |
| Her smile was like a simmer morn: | |
| She tripped by the banks o’ Earn, | |
| As light’s a bird upon a thorn. | |
| Blythe, blythe, &c. | |
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| Her bonie face it was as meek | 15 |
| As ony lamb upon a lea; | |
| The evening sun was ne’er sae sweet, | |
| As was the blink o’ Phemie’s e’e. | |
| Blythe, blythe, &c. | |
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| The Highland hills I’ve wander’d wide, | 20 |
| And o’er the Lawlands I hae been; | |
| But Phemie was the blythest lass | |
| That ever trod the dewy green. | |
| Blythe, blythe, &c. | |
| | | Note 1. Written at Oughtertyre. Phemie is Miss Euphemia Murray, a cousin of Sir William Murray of Oughtertyre.—Lang. [back] |
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