Robert Burns (Ðîáåðò Á¸ðíñ)

Hee Balou

HER balou! my sweet wee Donald,
Picture o’ the great Clanronald;
Brawlie kens our wanton chief
Wha got my young Highland thief.

Leeze me on thy bonnie craigie!
An’ thou live, thou’ll steal a naigie:
Travel the country thro’ and thro’,
And bring hame a Carlisle cow.

Thro’ the Lawlands, o’er the border,
Weel, my babie, may thou furder:
Herry the louns o’ the laigh countree,
Syne to the Highlands hame to me.

1. Lines Written on a Bank-note
2. Epitaph on Miss Jessy Lewars
3. Verses to a Young Lady, Miss Graham of Fintry, with a Present of Songs
4. Extempore To Mr. Syme, On Refusing To Dine With Him, After Having Been Promised The First Of Company, And The First Of Cookery
5. Epitaph on Gabriel Richardson

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