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'Twas Na Her Bonnie Blue Een.

By Robert Burns

Topics: classic

Tune - "Laddie, lie near me." I.         'Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin;         Fair tho' she be, that was ne'er my undoing:         'Twas the dear smile when naebody did mind us,         'Twas the bewitching, sweet stown glance o' kindness. II.         Sair do I fear that to hope is denied me,         Sair do I fear that despair maun abide me!         But tho' fell fortune should fate us to sever,         Queen shall she be in my bosom for ever. III.         Mary, I'm thine wi' a passion sincerest,         And thou hast plighted me love o' the dearest!         And thou'rt the angel that never can alter -         Sooner the sun in his motion would falter.

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About Robert Burns

Robert Burns (1759–1796) was Scotland's national poet, celebrated worldwide on Burns Night. He wrote in Scots and English, producing poems like "Auld Lang Syne," "A Red, Red Rose," and "To a Mouse," championing democratic values and the dignity of common people.

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