Awa, thou flaunting god o' day!
Awa, thou pale Diana!
Ilk star, gae hide thy twinkling ray Each, go
When I'm to meet my Anna.
Come, in thy raven plumage, night!
(Sun, moon, and stars withdrawn a')
And bring an angel pen to write
My transports wi' my Anna!
(Postscript)
The kirk and state may join, and tell