There Was A Bonie Lass - A fragment

There Was A Bonie Lass - A fragment

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.

-THE END-
Robert Burns' poem: There Was A Bonie Lass - A fragment

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