Highland Mary


Ye banks, and braes, and streams around
The castle o’ Montgomery!
Green be your woods, and fair your flowers
Your waters never drumlie
There Simmer first unfauld her robes
And there the langest tarry
For there I took the last Farewell
O’ my sweet Highland Mary

How sweetly bloom’d the gay, green birk
How rich the hawthorn’s blossom
As underneath their fragrant shade
I clasp’d her to my bosom
The golden Hours on angel wings
Flew o’er me and my Dearie
For dear to me, as light and life
Was my sweet Highland Mary

Wi’ mony a vow, and lock’d embrace
Our parting was fu’ tender
And, pledging aft to meet again
We tore oursels asunder
But oh! fell Death’s untimely frost
That nipt my Flower sae early
Now green’s the sod, and cauld’s the clay
That wraps my Highland Mary

O pale, pale now, those rosy lips
I aft hae kiss’d sae fondly
And clos’d for aye, the sparkling glance
That dwalt on me sae kindly
And mouldering now in silent dust
That heart that lo’ed me dearly
But still within my bosom’s core
Shall live my Highland Mary


© Robert Burns

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