Robert Burns, 1793
As down the burn they took their way,|
And thro' the flowery dale;
His cheek to hers he aft did lay,
And love was aye the tale.
2. With "Mary, when shall we return,|
Sic pleasure to renew?"
Quoth Mary-"Love, I like the burn,
And aye shall follow you."
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