Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 530. Song—Yonder pomp of costly fashion |
| | | | | Air—“Deil tak the wars.” |
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| MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion | |
| Round the wealthy, titled bride: | |
| But when compar’d with real passion, | |
| Poor is all that princely pride. | |
| Mark yonder, &c. (four lines repeated). | 5 |
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| What are the showy treasures, | |
| What are the noisy pleasures? | |
| The gay, gaudy glare of vanity and art: | |
| The polish’d jewels’ blaze | |
| May draw the wond’ring gaze; | 10 |
| And courtly grandeur bright | |
| The fancy may delight, | |
| But never, never can come near the heart. | |
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| But did you see my dearest Chloris, | |
| In simplicity’s array; | 15 |
| Lovely as yonder sweet opening flower is, | |
| Shrinking from the gaze of day, | |
| But did you see, &c. | |
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| O then, the heart alarming, | |
| And all resistless charming, | 20 |
| In Love’s delightful fetters she chains the willing soul! | |
| Ambition would disown | |
| The world’s imperial crown, | |
| Ev’n Avarice would deny, | |
| His worshipp’d deity, | 25 |
| And feel thro’ every vein Love’s raptures roll. | |
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