Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 239. Song—My Bonie Mary |
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| GO, fetch to me a pint o’ wine, | |
| And fill it in a silver tassie; | |
| That I may drink before I go, | |
| A service to my bonie lassie. | |
| The boat rocks at the pier o’ Leith; | 5 |
| Fu’ loud the wind blaws frae the Ferry; | |
| The ship rides by the Berwick-law, | |
| And I maun leave my bonie Mary. | |
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| The trumpets sound, the banners fly, | |
| The glittering spears are ranked ready: | 10 |
| The shouts o’ war are heard afar, | |
| The battle closes deep and bloody; | |
| It’s not the roar o’ sea or shore, | |
| Wad mak me langer wish to tarry! | |
| Nor shouts o’ war that’s heard afar— | 15 |
| It’s leaving thee, my bonie Mary! | |
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