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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Georgian Verse.  1909.
O Were My Love Yon Lilac Fair
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)
O WERE my love yon lilac fair,
  Wi’ purple blossoms to the Spring,
And I, a bird to shelter there,
  When wearied on my little wing!
How I wad mourn when it was torn        5
  By Autumn wild, and Winter rude!
But I wad sing on wanton wing,
  When youthfu’ May its bloom renew’d.
O gin my love were yon red rose,
  That grows upon the castle wa’;        10
And I mysel a drap o’ dew,
  Into her bonnie breast to fa’!
O there, beyond expression blest,
  I’d feast on beauty a’ the night;
Seal’d on her silk-saft faulds to rest,        15
  Till fley’d awa by Phoebus’ light!

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