Craigie-burn Wood

[Craigie-burn Wood was written for George Thomson: the heroine was
Jean Lorimer. How often the blooming looks and elegant forms of very
indifferent characters lend a lasting lustre to painting and poetry.]

I.
    Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie-burn,
      And blithe awakes the morrow;
    But a' the pride o' spring's return
      Can yield me nocht but sorrow.
II.
    I see the flowers and spreading trees
      I hear the wild birds singing;
    But what a weary wight can please,
      And care his bosom wringing?
III.
    Fain, fain would I my griefs impart,
      Yet dare na for your anger;
    But secret love will break my heart,
      If I conceal it langer.
IV.
    If thou refuse to pity me,
      If thou shall love anither,
    When yon green leaves fade frae the tree,
      Around my grave they'll wither.