Tho’ cruel fate should bid us part,Far as the pole and line,Her dear idea round my heart,Should tenderly entwine.Tho’ mountains, rise, and deserts howl,And oceans roar between;Yet, dearer than my deathless soul,I still would love my Jean.. . . . . . .
1785 · Song
Tho’ Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part
Tune · The Northern Lass
- Year
- 1785
- Form
- Song
- Location
- Mossgiel
- Tune
- The Northern Lass
- Source
- Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns