She Says She Loves Me Best Of A'.

Tune - "Onagh's Waterfall."


I.

    Sae flaxen were her ringlets,
        Her eyebrows of a darker hue,
    Bewitchingly o'er-arching
        Twa laughin' een o' bonnie blue.
    Her smiling sae wyling,
        Wad make a wretch forget his woe;
    What pleasure, what treasure,
        Unto these rosy lips to grow:
    Such was my Chloris' bonnie face,
        When first her bonnie face I saw;
    And ay my Chloris' dearest charm,
        She says she lo'es me best of a'.

II.

    Like harmony her motion;
        Her pretty ankle is a spy,
    Betraying fair proportion,
        Wad mak a saint forget the sky.
    Sae warming, sae charming,
        Her faultless form and gracefu' air;
    Ilk feature - auld Nature
        Declar'd that she could do nae mair:
    Hers are the willing chains o' love,
        By conquering beauty's sovereign law;
    And ay my Chloris' dearest charm,
        She says she lo'es me best of a'.

III.

    Let others love the city,
        And gaudy show at sunny noon;
    Gie me the lonely valley,
        The dewy eve, and rising moon;
    Fair beaming, and streaming,
        Her silver light the boughs amang;
    While falling, recalling,
        The amorous thrush concludes his sang;
    There, dearest Chloris, wilt thou rove
        By wimpling burn and leafy shaw,
    And hear my vows o' truth and love,
        And say thou lo'es me best of a'?