Letter from Robert Burns to John Gillespie with 'Craigieburn Wood'

Craigieburn-wood - A scots song -
1
Sweet closes the evening on Craigieburn-wood
And blythely wakens the morrow.
But the pride o' the spring in the Craigiebu-
Can yeild me nought but sorrow.
2
I see the spreading leaves & flowers,
I hear the will birds singing;
But pleasure they hae nane for me,
Wile Care my hear is wringing
3
I can na tell, I maun na tell,
I daur na for your anger
But secret loove will break my heart
If I conceal a danger.
4
I see thee graceful straight & tall
I see thee sweet & bonie,
But oh, what will my torments be,
If thou refuse thy Johnie!
5
To see the in another's arms,
In love to lie & languish
'Twill be my dead, that will be seen,
My heart was burst wi' anguish
 

6
But Jeany say, thou will be mine,
[?] thou lo'es nane before one
And a' my [?] o' life to come
[?] adore thee!

--Old words--
Dearies be [?] Dearie,
be [?]
weel may [?]
laid in the bed beyond thee.
-oo sporific?

-Song, my dear Sir, is the work of t'other
-ed on a [?] near & dear to you
-ming Miss L-----r ----- She was born
-nwood, a beautiful place still in her
-oon. - There is a sweet, old tune, called
wood, which if you were a musical man
-d you. I drunk with the young lady a
yesternight, & on my whispering her that
to write you, she begged me to inclose you
-mpl.mts -- In fact the lady, to my.

certain knowledge, is down on her marrow [?] of reprentance, respecting
her usage of a certain gentleman. - I never meet with her, but
sooner or later, introduced on the carpet. - Last night,
were a few minutes by ourselves after tea she says to me
"I wonder, M.r Burns wha pet M.r Gillesp- has taken
"country, that he does not come & see his friends again.
Pray, why did you go away, my good Friend, ne'er -
of your friends at Ellisland? - I assure you M.rs B
very much in dudgeon, & says that she won't send y-
Compli.mts untill you make an apology for your abs-
The great rivals now with Miss Jeany are our--
Miss.rs Lewars & Thomson. They are both
but the Lady are
the other
Ler me hear from
I am ever, my dear