Yon wandering rill that marks the hill,And glances o’er the brae, Sir,Slides by a bower, where mony a flowerSheds fragrance on the day, Sir;There Damon lay, with Sylvia gay,To love they thought no crime, Sir,The wild birds sang, the echoes rang,While Damon’s heart beat time, Sir.
1791 · Song
Damon and Sylvia
Tune · The Tither Morn
- Year
- 1791
- Form
- Song
- Location
- Ellisland
- Tune
- The Tither Morn
- Source
- Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns