The Gallant Weaver
Robert Burns
1759 to 1796
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Where Cart rins rowin to the sea,
By mony flow'r and spreading tree,
There lives a lad, the for me,
He is a gallant weaver.
Oh, I wooers aught or nine,
They gied me rings and fine;
And I was fear'd my heart would tine,
I gied it to the weaver.
My daddie sign'd tocher-band,
To gie the lad that has the land;
to my heart I'll add my hand,
And gie to the weaver.
While birds rejoice in leafy bowers;
bees delight in op'ning flowers;
While corn grows green simmer showers,
I'll love my gallant weaver.
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