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Poem by Robert Burns

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 thats in her ee.

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

Robert Burns

Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Epitaph on Wee Johnny
  2. The Cairds Second Song
  3. The Sailors Song
  4. Prologue, Spoken at the Theatre, Dumfries, on New Years Day Evening [1790]
  5. Address, Spoken by Miss Fontenelle, on her Benefit-night, December 4, 1793, at the Theatre, Dumfries

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