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Robert Burns (Роберт Бёрнс)


I See a Form, I See a Face


  O THIS is no my ain lassie,
    Fair tho’ the lassie be;
  O weel ken I my ain lassie,
    Kind love is in her ee.

I see a form, I see a face,
Ye weel may wi’ the fairest place:
It wants, to me, the witching grace,
  The kind love that’s in her ee.

She’s bonnie, blooming, straights and tall,
And lang has had my heart in thrall;
And aye it charms my very saul,
  The kind love that’s in her ee.

A thief sae pawkie is my Jean,
To steal a blink, by a’ unseen;
But gleg as light are lovers’ een,
  When kind love is in the ee.

It may escape the courtly sparks,
It may escape the learned clerks;
But weel the watching lover marks
  The kind love that’s in her ee.



Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Verses to a Young Lady, Miss Graham of Fintry, with a Present of Songs
  2. On Maria
  3. O Steer Her Up
  4. Frae the Friends and Land I Love
  5. Young Jamie, Pride Of A’ the Plain


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