There was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass,And she lo’ed her bonie laddie dear;Till War’s loud alarms tore her laddie frae her arms,Wi’ mony a sigh and tear.Over sea, over shore, where the cannons loudly roar,He still was a stranger to fear;And nocht could him quail, or his bosom assail,But the bonie lass he lo’ed sae dear.
1795 · Poem
There Was a Bonie Lass
- Year
- 1795
- Form
- Poem
- Location
- Dumfries
- Source
- Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns