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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Robert Burns. (1759–1796) (continued)
    My heart ’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart ’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer. 1
          My Heart ’s in the Highlands.
    She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonny wee thing,
This sweet wee wife o’ mine.
          My Wife ’s a Winsome Wee Thing.
    The golden hours on angel wings
  Flew o’er me and my dearie;
For dear to me as light and life
  Was my sweet Highland Mary.
          Highland Mary.
    But, oh! fell death’s untimely frost
  That nipt my flower sae early.
          Highland Mary.
    It ’s guid to be merry and wise, 2
It ’s guid to be honest and true,
It ’s guid to support Caledonia’s cause,
And bide by the buff and the blue.
          Here ’s a Health to Them that ’s Awa’.
    Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
        Or to victory!
Now ’s the day and now ’s the hour;
See the front o’ battle lour.
    Liberty ’s in every blow!
        Let us do or die. 3
    In durance vile 4 here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
          Epistle from Esopus to Maria.
Note 1.
These lines from an old song, entitled “The Strong Walls of Derry,” Burns made a basis for his own beautiful ditty. [back]
Note 2.
See Heywood, Quotation 6. [back]
Note 3.
See Fletcher, Quotation 6. [back]
Note 4.
Durance vile.—W. Kenrick (1766): Falstaff’s Wedding, act i. sc. 2. Edmund Burke: The Present Discontents. [back]