Poem by Robert Burns

Polly Stewart

  O LOVELY Polly Stewart,
    O charming Polly Stewart,
  There’s ne’er a flower that blooms in May,
    That’s half so fair as thou art.


The flower it blaws, it fades, it fa’s,
  And art can ne’er renew it;
But worth and truth eternal youth
  Will gie to Polly Stewart.

May he, whase arms shall fauld thy charms,
  Possess a leal and true heart;
To him be given to ken the heaven
  He grasps in Polly Stewart.

1. Their Groves O’ sweet Myrtle
2. The Bonnie Wee Thing
3. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
4. Stay My Charmer
5. The Humble Petition of Bruar Water

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