417. Song—Blythe hae I been on yon hill
Read '417. Song—Blythe hae I been on yon hill' by 'Robert Burns' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
417. Song—Blythe hae I been on yon hill by Robert Burns
BLYTHE hae I been on yon hill,
As the lambs before me;
Careless ilka thought and free,
As the breeze flew o’er me;
Now nae langer sport and play,
Mirth or sang can please me;
LESLEY is sae fair and coy,
Care and anguish seize me.
Heavy, heavy is the task,
Hopeless love declaring;
Trembling, I dow nocht but glow’r,
Sighing, dumb despairing!
If she winna ease the thraws
In my bosom swelling,
Underneath the grass-green sod,
Soon maun be my dwelling.
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