Robert Burns - Bonnie was yon rosie briar

Yon rosebuds in the morning dew

How pure amang the leaves sae green

But purer was the lover's vow

They witnessed in their shade yestreen

Chorus:

Bonnie was yon rosie briar

That bloomed sae far from haunt o' man

Bonnie she and o' how dear

It shaded frae the evening sun

All in its rude and prickly bower

That crimson rose, how sweet and fair

But love is far the fairer flower

Amid life's thorny path o' care

The pathless wild, and wimpling burn,

Wi' Chloris in my arms, be mine,

And I the warld nor wish nor scorn,

Its joys and griefs alike resign !