Robert Burns ( )


The Posies


O LUVE will venture in, where it daur na weel be seen,
O luve will venture in, where wisdom ance has been;
But I will down yon river rove, amang the wood sae green,
  And a to pu a Posie to my ain dear May.

The primrose I will pu, the firstling o the year,
And I will pu the pink, the emblem o my dear,
For shes the pink o womankind, and blooms without a peer:
  And a to be a Posie to my ain dear May.

Ill pu the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view,
For its like a baumy kiss o her sweet bonnie mou;
The hyacinths for constancy, wi its unchanging blue,
  And a to be a Posie to my ain dear May.

The lily it is pure, and the lily it is fair,
And in her lovely bosom Ill place the lily there;
The daisys for simplicity and unaffected air,
  And a to be a Posie to my ain dear May.

The hawthorn I will pu, wi its locks o siller grey,
Where, like an aged man, it stands at break o day,
But the songsters nest within the bush I winna tak away;
  And a to be a Posie to my ain dear May.

The woodbine I will pu when the eening star is near,
And the diamond drops o dew shall be her een sae clear:
The violets for modesty which weel she fas to wear,
  And a to be a Posie to my ain dear May.

Ill tie the Posie round wi the silken band o luve,
And Ill place it in her breast, and Ill swear by a above,
That to my latest draught o life the band shall neer remove,
  And this will be a Posie to my ain dear May.



Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Tam Samsons Elegy
  2. Could Aught of Song
  3. O Lassie, Art Thou Sleeping Yet?
  4. Scroggam
  5. Stanzas on the Same Occasion


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