Fair Eliza

Turn again, thou fair Eliza, Ae kind blink before we part; Rue on thy despairing Lover, Canst thou break his faithfu' heart? Turn again, thou fair Eliza, If to love thy heart denies, For pity hide the cruel sentence Under friendship's kind disguise! Thee, sweet maid, hae I offended? My offence is loving thee; Can'st thou wreck his peace for ever, Wha for thine would gladly die! While the life beats in my bosom, Thou shalt mix in ilka throe: Turn again, thou lovely maiden, Ae sweet smile on me bestow. Not the bee upon the blossom, In the pride o' sinny noon; Not the little sporting fairy, All beneath the simmer moon; Not the Poet in the moment Fancy lightens in his e'e, Kens the pleasure, feels the rapture, That thy presence gies to me.


Alex Norton

About this work

This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1792 and is read here by Alex Norton.

Themes for this poem

love anguish

Selected for 16 July

The 'simmer moon' was apt to draw out the frequently love struck poet's effusive tendencies. Burns's publisher, Johnson, not usually a meddler, is said to have changed the muse’s name from Rabina, with whom one of Burns's friends was smitten, to the less exotic Eliza.

Donny O'Rourke

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