Robert Burns ( )


Eppie MNab


O SAW ye my dearie, my Eppie MNab?
O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie MNab?
Shes down in the yard, shes kissin the laird,
She winna come hame to her sin Jock Rab.
O come thy ways to me, my Eppie MNab!
O come thy ways to me, my Eppie MNab!
Whateer thou has done, be it late, be it soon,
Thous welcome again to thy ain Jock Rab.

What says she, my dearie, my Eppie MNab?
What says she, my dearie, my Eppie MNab?
She lets thee to wot that she has thee forgot,
And for ever disowns thee, her ain Jock Rab.
O had I neer seen thee, my Eppie MNab!
O had I neer seen thee, my Eppie MNab!
As light as the air, and fause as thous fair,
Thous broken the heart o thy ain Jock Rab.



Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm
  2. Whistle Owre the Lave Ot
  3. Mark Yonder Pomp
  4. Their Groves O sweet Myrtle
  5. Farewell, Thou Stream


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: 1722



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