Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 214. Song—How Long and Dreary is the Night |
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| HOW long and dreary is the night, | |
| When I am frae my dearie! | |
| I sleepless lie frae e’en to morn, | |
| Tho’ I were ne’er so weary: | |
| I sleepless lie frae e’en to morn, | 5 |
| Tho’ I were ne’er sae weary! | |
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| When I think on the happy days | |
| I spent wi’ you my dearie: | |
| And now what lands between us lie, | |
| How can I be but eerie! | 10 |
| And now what lands between us lie, | |
| How can I be but eerie! | |
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| How slow ye move, ye heavy hours, | |
| As ye were wae and weary! | |
| It was na sae ye glinted by, | 15 |
| When I was wi’ my dearie! | |
| It was na sae ye glinted by, | |
| When I was wi’ my dearie! | |
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