Address To The Woodlark

Melody - "Loch Erroch Side"
Melody 2 - "Whare Shall Our Guidman Lie?"

Robert Burns, 1795

O stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay,
Nor quit for me the trembling spray,
A hapless lover courts thy lay,
Thy soothing, fond complaining.
Again, again that tender part,
That I may catch thy melting art;
For surely that wad touch her heart
Wha kills me wi' disdaining.
2. Say, was thy little mate unkind,
And heard thee as the careless wind?
Oh, nocht but love and sorrow join'd,
Sic notes o' woe could wauken!
Thou tells o' never-ending care;
O'speechless grief, and dark despair:
For pity's sake, sweet bird, nae mair,
Or my poor heart is broken!

Published in Select Collection of Scottish Airs, 1798 with the tune "Loch Eroch side" as the editor, Thomson felt the melody made a better match with the lyrics. Burns had sent the song with the tune "Whare Shall Our Guidman Lie?".

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