A Portrait of Robert Burns Robert Burns

1795 · Poem

Mally’s Meek, Mally’s Sweet


Chorus

Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet,Mally’s modest and discreet;Mally’s rare, Mally’s fair,Mally’s every way complete.4
As I was walking up the street,A barefit maid I chanc’d to meet;But O the road was very hardFor that fair maiden’s tender feet.8

Chorus

Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet,Mally’s modest and discreet;Mally’s rare, Mally’s fair,Mally’s every way complete.12
It were mair meet that those fine feetWere weel laced up in silken shoon;An’ ’twere more fit that she should sitWithin yon chariot gilt aboon,16

Chorus

Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet,Mally’s modest and discreet;Mally’s rare, Mally’s fair,Mally’s every way complete.20
Her yellow hair, beyond compare,Comes trinklin down her swan-like neck,And her two eyes, like stars in skies,Would keep a sinking ship frae wreck,24

Chorus

Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet,Mally’s modest and discreet;Mally’s rare, Mally’s fair,Mally’s every way complete.28
Year
1795
Form
Poem
Location
Dumfries
Source
Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns