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Poems Every Child Should Know by  Mary E. Burt

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"The Banks o' Doon," by Robert Burns (1759-96). Bonnie Doon is in the southwestern part of Scotland. Robert Burns's old home it close to it. The house has low walls, a thatched roof, and only two rooms. Alloway Kirk and the two bridges so famous in Robert Burns's verse are near by. This is an enchanted land, and the Scotch people for miles around Ayr speak of the poet with sincere affection. Burns, more than any other poet, has thrown the enchantment of poetry over his own locality.

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,

How can ye blume sae fair!

How can ye chant, ye little birds,

And I sae fu' o' care.


Thou'lt break my heart, thou bonnie bird

That sings upon the bough;

Thou minds me o' the happy days

When my fause luve was true.

Thou'lt break my heart, thou bonnie bird

That sings beside thy mate;

For sae I sat, and sae I sang,

And wist na o' my fate.

Aft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon,

To see the woodbine twine,

And ilka bird sang o' its love,

And sae did I o' mine.

Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose

Frae off its thorny tree;

And my fause luver staw the rose,

But left the thorn wi' me.


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