Tune - "This Is No My Ain House." I. O This Is No My Ain Lassie, Fair Tho' The Lassie Be; O Weel Ken I My Ain Lassie, Kind Love Is In Her E'E. I See A Form, I See A Face, Ye Weel May Wi' The Fairest Place: It Wants, To Me, The Witching Grace, The Kind Love That's In Her E'E. Ii. SHe's Bonnie, Blooming, Straight, And Tall, And Lang Has Had My Heart In Thrall; And Ay It Charms My Very Saul, The Kind Love That's In Her E'E. Iii. A Thief Sae Pawkie Is My Jean, To Steal A Blink, By A' Unseen; But Gleg As Light Are Lovers' Een, When Kind Love Is In The E'E. Iv. It May Escape The Courtly Sparks, It May Escape The Learned Clerks; But Weel The Watching Lover Marks The Kind Love That's In Her E'E. O This Is No My Ain Lassie, Fair Tho' The Lassie Be; O Weel Ken I My Ain Lassie, Kind Love Is In Her E'E.
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