O were my love yon Lilac fair
Wi' purple blossoms to the Spring
And I, a bird to shelter there
When wearied on my little wing!
How I wad mourn when it was torn
By Autumn wild, and Winter rude!
But I wad sing on wanton wing
When youthfu' May its bloom renew'd
O gin my love were yon red rose
That grows upon the castle wa';
And I myself a drap o' dew
Into her bonie breast to fa'!
O there, beyond expression blest
I'd feast on beauty a' the night;
Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rеst
Till fley'd awa by Phoebus' light!
Wi' purple blossoms to the Spring
And I, a bird to shelter there
When wearied on my little wing!
How I wad mourn when it was torn
By Autumn wild, and Winter rude!
But I wad sing on wanton wing
When youthfu' May its bloom renew'd
O gin my love were yon red rose
That grows upon the castle wa';
And I myself a drap o' dew
Into her bonie breast to fa'!
O there, beyond expression blest
I'd feast on beauty a' the night;
Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rеst
Till fley'd awa by Phoebus' light!
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