Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 265. Song—Young Jockie was the Blythest Lad |
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| YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad, | |
| In a’ our town or here awa; | |
| Fu’ blythe he whistled at the gaud, | |
| Fu’ lightly danc’d he in the ha’. | |
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| He roos’d my een sae bonie blue, | 5 |
| He roos’d my waist sae genty sma’; | |
| An’ aye my heart cam to my mou’, | |
| When ne’er a body heard or saw. | |
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| My Jockie toils upon the plain, | |
| Thro’ wind and weet, thro’ frost and snaw: | 10 |
| And o’er the lea I leuk fu’ fain, | |
| When Jockie’s owsen hameward ca’. | |
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| An’ aye the night comes round again, | |
| When in his arms he taks me a’; | |
| An’ aye he vows he’ll be my ain, | 15 |
| As lang’s he has a breath to draw. | |
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