A Portrait of Robert Burns Robert Burns

1789 · Poem

Robin Shure in Hairst


Chorus

Robin shure in hairst,I shure wi’ him.Fient a heuk had I,Yet I stack by him.4
I gaed up to Dunse,To warp a wab o’ plaiden,At his daddie’s yett,Wha met me but Robin:8

Chorus

Robin shure in hairst,I shure wi’ him.Fient a heuk had I,Yet I stack by him.12
Was na Robin bauld,Tho’ I was a cotter,Play’d me sic a trick,An’ me the El’er’s dochter!16

Chorus

Robin shure in hairst,I shure wi’ him.Fient a heuk had I,Yet I stack by him.20
Robin promis’d meA’ my winter vittle;Fient haet he had but threeGuse-feathers and a whittle!24

Chorus

Robin shure in hairst,I shure wi’ him.Fient a heuk had I,Yet I stack by him.28
Year
1789
Form
Poem
Location
Ellisland
Source
Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns