The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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HERE'S TO THY HEALTH |
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HERE'S TO THY HEALTH
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Here's to thy health, my bonie lass!Guid night and joy be wi' thee!
I'll come nae mair to thy bower-door
To tell thee that I lo'e thee.
O, dinna think, my pretty pink,
But I can live without thee:
I vow and swear I dinna care
How lang ye look about ye!
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Thou'rt ay sae free informing meThou hast nae mind to marry,
I'll be as free informing thee
Nae time hae I to tarry.
I ken thy freens try ilka means
Frae wedlock to delay thee
(Depending on some higher chance),
But fortune may betray thee.
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I ken they scorn my low estate,But that does never grieve me,
For I'm as free as any he—
Sma' siller will relieve me!
I'll count my health my greatest wealth
Sae lang as I'll enjoy it.
I'll fear nae scant, I'll bode nae want
As lang's I get employment.
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But far off fowls hae feathers fair,And, ay until ye try them,
Tho' they seem fair, still have a care—
They may prove as bad as I am!
But at twel at night, when the moon shines bright,
My dear, I'll come and see thee,
For the man that loves his mistress weel,
Nae travel makes him weary.
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