Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

433 . Song—Down the Burn, Davie love

AS down the burn they took their way,

And thro’ the flowery dale;

His cheek to hers he aft did lay,

And love was aye the tale:

With “Mary, when shall we return,

Sic pleasure to renew?”

Quoth Mary—“Love, I like the burn,

And aye shall follow you.”