Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 9. The Ploughman’s Life |
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| AS I was a-wand’ring ae morning in spring, | |
| I heard a young ploughman sae sweetly to sing; | |
| And as he was singin’, thir words he did say,— | |
| There’s nae life like the ploughman’s in the month o’ sweet May. | |
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| The lav’rock in the morning she’ll rise frae her nest, | 5 |
| And mount i’ the air wi’ the dew on her breast, | |
| And wi’ the merry ploughman she’ll whistle and sing, | |
| And at night she’ll return to her nest back again. | |
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