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1796 · Poem

O Lay Thy Loof in Mine, Lass


Chorus

O lay thy loof in mine, lass,In mine, lass, in mine, lass;And swear on thy white hand, lass,That thou wilt be my ain.4
A slave to Love’s unbounded sway,He aft has wrought me meikle wae;But now he is my deadly fae,Unless thou be my ain.8

Chorus

O lay thy loof in mine, lass,In mine, lass, in mine, lass;And swear on thy white hand, lass,That thou wilt be my ain.12
There’s mony a lass has broke my rest,That for a blink I hae lo’ed best;But thou art Queen within my breast,For ever to remain.16

Chorus

O lay thy loof in mine, lass,In mine, lass, in mine, lass;And swear on thy white hand, lass,That thou wilt be my ain.20
Year
1796
Form
Poem
Location
Dumfries
Source
Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns