Robert Burns: How To Know Him

by William Allan Neilson

THE BONNIE LAD THAT'S FAR AWA

O how can I be blithe and glad,

Or how can I gang brisk and braw, go, fine

When the bonnie lad that I lo'e best

Is o'er the hills and far awa?

It's no the frosty winter wind,

It's no the driving drift and snaw;

But aye the tear comes in my e'e,

To think on him that's far awa.

My father pat me frae his door, put