Wilt thou be my Dearie

Wilt thou be my Dearie; When sorrow wrings thy gentle heart, O wilt thou let me chear thee: By the treasure of my soul, That's the love I bear thee! I swear and vow, that only thou Shalt ever be my Dearie Only thou, I swear and vow, Shalt ever be my Dearie. Lassie, say thou lo'es me; Or if thou wilt na be my ain, Say na thou'lt refuse me: If it winna, canna be, Thou for thine may chuse me, Let me, Lassie, quickly die, Trusting that thou lo'es me. Lassie, let me quickly die, Trusting that thou lo'es me.


John Ramage

About this work

This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1794 and is read here by John Ramage.

Themes for this poem

love woman anguish

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