o bonie was yon rosy brier
o bonie was yon rosy brier,
that blooms sae far frae haunt o' ma
and bonie she, and ah, how dear!
it shaded frae the e'enin sun.
yon rosebuds in the m dew,
how pure, amang the leaves sae gree
ut purer was the lover's vow
they witness'd in their shade yestreen.
all in its rude and prickly bower,
that crimson rose, how sweet and fair
ut love is far a sweeter flower,
amid life's thorny path o' care.
the pathless, wild and wimpling burn,
wi' chloris in my arms, be mine
and i the warld nor wish nor s,
its joys and griefs alike resign.
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