Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
396 . SongWandering Willie
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Now tired with wandering, haud awa hame;
Come to my bosom, my ae only dearie,
And tell me thou bring’st me my Willie the same.
Loud blew the cauld winter winds at our parting;
It was na the blast brought the tear in my e’e:
Now welcome the Simmer, and welcome my Willie,
The Simmer to Nature, my Willie to me.
O how your wild horrors a lover alarms! Awaken ye breezes, row gently ye billows, And waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms. But if he’s forgotten his faithfullest Nannie, O still flow between us, thou wide roaring main; May I never see it, may I never trow it, But, dying, believe that my Willie’s my ain!