III.

Lanely night comes on,
A’ the lave are sleeping;
I think on my bonnie lad
And I bleer my een with greetin’.
Ay waukin O,
Waukin still and wearie:
Sleep I can get nane
For thinking on my dearie.


LXVI.

BEWARE O’ BONNIE ANN.

Tune—“Ye gallants bright.

[Burns wrote this song in honour of Ann Masterton, daughter of Allan Masterton, author of the air of Strathallan’s Lament: she is now Mrs. Derbishire, and resides in London.]

I.

Ye gallants bright, I red ye right,
Beware o’ bonnie Ann;
Her comely face sae fu’ o’ grace,
Your heart she will trepan.
Her een sae bright, like stars by night,
Her skin is like the swan;
Sae jimply lac’d her genty waist,
That sweetly ye might span.

II.