O Bonie was you rosy brier – Scottish Song———- {O bonie was yon rosy brier}

O BONIE was yon rosy brier,
That blooms sae far frae haunt o' man;
And bonie she, and ah, how dear!
It shaded frae the e'enin sun.--------

Yon rosebuds in the morning dew
How pure, amang the leaves sae green;
But purer was the lover's vow
They witness'd in their shade yestreen.--------

All in its rude and prickly bower
That crimson rose how sweet and fair;
But love is far a sweeter flower
Amid life's thorny path o' care.--------

The pathless wild, and wimpling burn,
Wi' Chloris in my arms, be mine;
And I the warld nor wish nor scorn,
Its joys and griefs alike resign.--------