She Says She Loves Me Best Of A'.

Tune - "Onagh's Waterfall." I.         Sae flaxen were her ringlets,             Her eyebrows of a darker hue,         Bewitchingly o'er-arching             Twa laughin' een o' bonnie blue.         Her smiling sae wyling,             Wad make a wretch forget his woe;         What pleasure, what treasure,             Unto these rosy lips to grow:         Such was my Chloris' bonnie face,             When first her bonnie face I saw;         And ay my Chloris' dearest charm,             She says she lo'es me best of a'. II.         Like harmony her motion;             Her pretty ankle is a spy,         Betraying fair proportion,             Wad mak a saint forget the sky.         Sae warming, sae charming,             Her faultless form and gracefu' air;         Ilk feature - auld Nature             Declar'd that she could do nae mair:         Hers are the willing chains o' love,             By conquering beauty's sovereign law;         And ay my Chloris' dearest charm,             She says she lo'es me best of a'. III.         Let others love the city,             And gaudy show at sunny noon;         Gie me the lonely valley,             The dewy eve, and rising moon;         Fair beaming, and streaming,             Her silver light the boughs amang;         While falling, recalling,             The amorous thrush concludes his sang;         There, dearest Chloris, wilt thou rove             By wimpling burn and leafy shaw,         And hear my vows o' truth and love,             And say thou lo'es me best of a'?