The Poetry of Robert Burns | ||
BONIE WEE THING
Chorus
Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wad wear thee in my bosom
Lest my jewel it should tine.
I
Wishfully I look and languishIn that bonie face o' thine,
And my heart it stounds wi' anguish,
Lest my wee thing be na mine.
II
Wit and Grace and Love and BeautyIn ae constellation shine!
To adore thee is my duty,
Goddess o' this soul o' mine!
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Chorus
Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wad wear thee in my bosom
Lest my jewel it should tine.
The Poetry of Robert Burns | ||