Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 268. Song—I Love my Love in Secret |
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| MY Sandy gied to me a ring, | |
| Was a’ beset wi’ diamonds fine; | |
| But I gied him a far better thing, | |
| I gied my heart in pledge o’ his ring. | |
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| Chorus.—My Sandy O, my Sandy O, | 5 |
| My bonie, bonie Sandy O; | |
| Tho’ the love that I owe | |
| To thee I dare na show, | |
| Yet I love my love in secret, my Sandy O. | |
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| My Sandy brak a piece o’ gowd, | 10 |
| While down his cheeks the saut tears row’d; | |
| He took a hauf, and gied it to me, | |
| And I’ll keep it till the hour I die. | |
| My Sand O, &c. | |
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