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Song—Come let me take thee to my breast

by Robert Burns, 1793

Come, let me take thee to my breast,
  And pledge we ne'er shall sunder;
And i shall spurn as vilest dust
  The world's wealth and grandeur:
And do I hear my Jeanie own
  That equal transports move her?
I ask for dearest life alone,
  That i may live to love her.

Thus, in my arms, wi' a' her charms,
  I clasp my countless treasure;
I'll seek nae main o' Heav'n to share,
  Tha sic a moment's pleasure:
And by thy e'en sae bonie blue,
  I swear I'm thine for ever!
And on thy lips I seal my vow,
  And break it shall I never.

Published in Poems and Songs of Robert Burns
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