and aye it charms my very saul,
the kind love that's in her e'e.
this is no my ain, &c.
a thief sae pawkie is my jean,
to steal a blink, by a' unseen;
but gleg as light are lover's een,
when kind love is in her e'e.
this is no my ain, &c.
it may escape the courtly sparks,
it may escape the learned clerks;
but well the watching lover marks
the kind love that's in her eye.
this is no my ain, &c.