Unnamed (Composed in Spring) |
Robert Burns, 1786
Again rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues: Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep'd in morning dews. Chorus: And maun I still on Menie doat, And bear the scorn that's in her e'e? For it's jet, jet black, an' it's like a hawk, An' it winna let a body be.
2. In vain to me the cowslips blaw,
3. The merry ploughboy cheers his team, | 4. The wanton coot the water skims, Amang the reeds the ducklings cry, The stately swan majestic swims, And ev'ry thing is blest but I. Chorus:
5. The sheep-herd steeks his faulding slap,
6. And when the lark, 'tween light and dark,
7. Come winter, with thine angry howl, |