Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 237. Song—It is na, Jean, thy Bonie Face |
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| IT is na, Jean, thy bonie face, | |
| Nor shape that I admire; | |
| Altho’ thy beauty and thy grace | |
| Might weel awauk desire. | |
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| Something, in ilka part o’ thee, | 5 |
| To praise, to love, I find, | |
| But dear as is thy form to me, | |
| Still dearer is thy mind. | |
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| Nae mair ungenerous wish I hae, | |
| Nor stronger in my breast, | 10 |
| Than, if I canna make thee sae, | |
| At least to see thee blest. | |
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| Content am I, if heaven shall give | |
| But happiness, to thee; | |
| And as wi’ thee I’d wish to live, | 15 |
| For thee I’d bear to die. | |
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