Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
6 . The Tarbolton Lasses
I
Ye’ll there see bonie Peggy;
She kens her father is a laird,
And she forsooth’s a leddy.
Besides a handsome fortune: Wha canna win her in a night, Has little art in courtin’. And tak a look o’ Mysie; She’s dour and din, a deil within, But aiblins she may please ye. Ye’ll maybe fancy Jenny; If ye’ll dispense wi’ want o’ sense— She kens hersel she’s bonie. Speir in for bonie Bessy; She’ll gie ye a beck, and bid ye light, And handsomely address ye. In a’ King George’ dominion; If ye should doubt the truth o’ this— It’s Bessy’s ain opinion!