Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
363 . SongMy Native Land sae far awa
O
But for her sake, sae far awa;
Unknowing what my way may thwart,
My native land sae far awa.
That formed this Fair sae far awa, Gie body strength, then I’ll ne’er start At this my way sae far awa. Like mine for her sae far awa; And nocht can heal my bosom’s smart, While, oh, she is sae far awa! I feel but her’s sae far awa; Than her’s, the Fair, sae far awa.