A Poet's Welcome to his love-begotten Daughter
Thou'se welcome, wean ---- mishanter fa'me,
If thoughts of thee, or yet thy Mammie,
Shall ever dauntin me or awe me,
My sweet wee ladie;
Or if I blush when thou shalt ca' me
Tyta or Daddie.
Tho' now they ca' me Fornicator,
And tease my name in countra clatter,
The mair they talk I'm kend the better;
E'en let them clash!
An auld wife's tongue's a feckless matter
To gie ane fash.
Welcome, my bonie, sweet wee dochter!
Tho' ye come here a wee unsought for,
An' tho' your comin I hae bought for,
An' that right dear,
Yet by my faith 'twas no unwrought for
That I shall swear!
Sweet fruit o' mony a merry dint,
My funny toil is no a' tint
Key details
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/50
- Alt. number
- 3.6190
- Date
- 1785
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/50
- Alt. number
- 3.6190
- Date
- 1785
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
Description
A Poet's Welcome to his love-begotten Daughter.
The full title of this poem is, A Poet’s Welcome to his love-begotten Daughter; the first instance that entitled him to the venerable appellation of Father.
'Wee image o’ my bonie Betty,
As fatherly I kiss and daut thee,
As dear and near my heart I set thee'
Although Robert and Elizabeth’s relationship did not last, Bess was raised as a member of the Burns household by Robert’s mother.
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