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My ain dear Jean.

Love will enten in where it dare not well be seen,
And love will enter in, where wisdom once has been,
But I will down you river, O,
Among the leaves so green;
And its a' to pu' a posey to my ain dear Jean.

I'll pull the blooming rose the beauty of the year,
And I will pu' the pink, the emblem of my dear,
For she's the pink of women kind,
We will her aye exten':
And its a' to pu' a posy for my ain kind Jean.

The lily it is white and the lilly it is fair,
Along her loving bosom I'll place a lily there!
The hayacinth for constency,
Se sweet and lovely seen,
And its a' to make a posy to my ain dear Jean.

I'll pull the blooming rose-white, it glitters on the dew,
It's like a balmy kiss upon her bonny mou';
For the hayacinth for constancy,
So sweet and smiling been,
And its a' to make a posy for my ain dear Jean.

I'll tie the posy round, with a silken cord of love,