Robert Burns

Bonnie Lesley

O SAW ye bonnie Lesley
    As she gaed o'er the Border?
She 's gane, like Alexander,
    To spread her conquests farther.

To see her is to love her,
    And love but her for ever;
For Nature made her what she is,
    And ne'er made sic anither!

Thou art a queen, fair Lesley,
    Thy subjects we, before thee:
Thou art divine, fair Lesley,
    The hearts o' men adore thee.

The Deil he couldna scaith thee,
    Or aught that wad belang thee;
He'd look into thy bonnie face
    And say, 'I canna wrang thee!'

The Powers aboon will tent thee,
    Misfortune sha'na steer thee:
Thou'rt like themsel' sae lovely,
    That ill they'll ne'er let near thee.

Return again, fair Lesley,
    Return to Caledonie!
That we may brag we hae a lass
    There 's nane again sae bonnie!

About the poet
Robert Burns
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Lament for Culloden
Auld Lang Syne
Mary Morison
My Bonnie Mary
John Anderson, my Jo
The Banks o' Doon
Ae Fond Kiss
Highland Mary
O were my Love yon Lilac fair
A Red, Red Rose
The Farewell
Hark! the Mavis
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