'Ye banks and braes O'bonnie Doon' by Robert Burns
Sweet are the banks, the banks o' Doon,
The spreading flowers are fair,
And every thing is blythe & glad
But I am fu' o' care. ----
Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird,
That sings upon the bough;
Thou minds me o' the happy days
When my fause Luve was true. ----
Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird,
That sings beside thy mate;
For sae I sat, & sae I sing,
And wist na o' my fate. ----
Aft hae I rov'd by bonie Doon,
To see the woodbine twine;
And ilka bird sang o' its Luve,
And sae did I o' mine. ----
Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose,
Upon its thorny tree;
But
But left the thorn wi' me. ----
Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose,
Upon a morn in June:
And sae I flourish'd on the morn,
And sae was pu'd or noon.
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Key details
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/185
- Alt. number
- 3.6078.b
- Date
- 11 March 1791
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/185
- Alt. number
- 3.6078.b
- Date
- 11 March 1791
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
Description
"Ye banks and braes O'bonnie Doon" by Robert Burns.
This is the earliest draft of the song The Banks O’ Doon, and is included in the middle of a letter to Alexander Cunningham.
Archive information
Place of creation
Themes
Hierarchy
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Robert Burns, collection of poems and songs
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- 'Ye banks and braes O'bonnie Doon' by Robert Burns
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