this is no my ain lassie
tuhis is no my house.”
chorus—this is no my ain lassie,
fair tho, the lassie be
weel ken i my ain lassie,
kind love is in her e're.
i see a form, i see a face,
ye weel may wi' the fairest place
it wants, to me, the witg grace,
the kind love that's in her e'e.
this is no my ain, c.
he's bonie, blooming, straight, and tall,
and lang has had my heart in thrall
and aye it charms my very saul,
the kind love that's in her e'e.
this is no my ain, c.
a thief sae pawkie is my jean,
to steal a blink, by a' unsee
ut gleg as light are lover's een,
when kind love is in her e'e.
this is no my ain, c.
it may escape the courtly sparks,
it may escape the learned clerk
ut well the watg lover mark
the kind love that's in her eye.
this is no my ain, c.
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