O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast

O wert thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee; Or did Misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'. Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a Paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there; Or were I Monarch o' the globe, Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my Crown Wad be my Queen, wad be my Queen.


John Sessions
Juliet Cadzow

About this work

This is a song by Robert Burns. It was written in 1796 and is read here by John Sessions.

More about this song

Burns composed this song in honour of Jessie Lewars (1778-1855), a friend of the family, who nursed him during his final illness and helped Jean with their many children from January 1796.

The tune was finished sometime in the spring or summer of 1795 and is set to 'Lenox Love to Blantyre' - Jessie's favourite song. In the new lyrics, Burns pledges to shelter and protect Jessie, just as she did onto him and his family in real life.

Jessie more than earns this honour, as following Burn's death and Jean's subsequent illness, she took many of their children into her brother's house.

Megan Coyer

Themes for this song

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