Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 460. Song—The Lovely Lass o’ Inverness |
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| THE LOVELY lass o’ Inverness, | |
| Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; | |
| For, e’en to morn she cries, alas! | |
| And aye the saut tear blin’s her e’e. | |
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| “Drumossie moor, Drumossie day— | 5 |
| A waefu’ day it was to me! | |
| For there I lost my father dear, | |
| My father dear, and brethren three. | |
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| “Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, | |
| Their graves are growin’ green to see; | 10 |
| And by them lies the dearest lad | |
| That ever blest a woman’s e’e! | |
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| “Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord, | |
| A bluidy man I trow thou be; | |
| For mony a heart thou has made sair, | 15 |
| That ne’er did wrang to thine or thee!” | |
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