of a&039; the airts the d can bw 注释标题 written durg a separation fro rs burns their honeyoon burns was preparg a ho at ellisnd; rs burns was at ossgiel—ng

tune—“iss adiral gordon&039;s strathspey”

of a&039; the airts the d can bw,

i dearly like the west,

for there the bonie ssie lives,

the ssie i lo&039;e best:

there&039;s wild-woods grow, and rivers row,

and ony a hill beeen:

but day and night y fancys&039; flight

is ever wi&039; y jean

i see her the dewy flowers,

i see her sweet and fair:

i hear her the tunefu&039; birds,

i hear her char the air:

there&039;s not a bonie flower that sprgs,

by founta, shaw, or green;

there&039;s not a bonie bird that sgs,

but ds o&039; y jean