Twine weel the plaiden (1)/O Jeanie, There's Naething to Fear Ye

o jeanie, there's naething to fear ye.

O! My lassie, our joy to complete again,
⁠Meet me again in the gloamin, my dearie:
Low down i’ the dell let us meet again,
O! Jeanie there’s naething to fear ye:
Come when the wee bat flits silent an’ eerie:
Come when the pale face o’ nature looks weary
⁠Love be thy sure defence,
⁠Beauty and innocence—
O, Jeanie, there’s naething to fear.

Sweetly blaws the haw an' the rowan-tree,
Wild roses speck our thicket so breerie;
Still will our bed in the greenwood be———
⁠O, Jeanie there’s naething to fear ye,
Note when the blackbird o’ singing is weary,
List when the beetle bee’s bugle comes near ye,
⁠Then come with fairy haste,
⁠Light foot and beating breast———
O, Jeanie, there’s naething to fear ye.

Far, far, will the bogle and brownie be;
⁠Beauty an' truth, they darena come neari(illegible text),
Kind love is the tie of our unity,
⁠A’ maun love it, an’ a’ maun revere it
Love maks the sang o’ the woodland so cheer(illegible text)
Love gars a’ nature look bonnie that’s near ye,
⁠Love maks the rose sae sweet,
⁠Cowslip an’ violet———
O, Jeanie, there’s naethiug to fear ye.