Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.

Maxwelton

Annie Laurie

By Anonymous

MAXWELTON braes are bonnie,

Where early fa’s the dew,

And it ’s there that Annie Laurie

Gie’d me her promise true,—

Gie’d me her promise true,

Which ne’er forgot will be;

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I ’d lay me doune and dee.

Her brow is like the snaw-drift;

Her throat is like the swan;

Her face it is the fairest

That e’er the sun shone on,—

And dark blue is her ee;

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I ’d lay me doune and dee.

Like dew on the gowan lying

Is the fa’ o’ her fairy feet;

And like the winds in summer sighing,

Her voice is low and sweet,—

And she ’s a’ the world to me;

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I ’d lay me doune and dee.