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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Robert Burns. 1759–1796

494. Jean

OF a’ the airts the wind can blaw, 
  I dearly like the west, 
For there the bonnie lassie lives, 
  The lassie I lo’e best: 
There wild woods grow, and rivers row,         5
  And monie a hill between; 
But day and night my fancy’s flight 
  Is ever wi’ my Jean. 
I see her in the dewy flowers, 
  I see her sweet and fair:  10
I hear her in the tunefu’ birds, 
  I hear her charm the air: 
There ‘s not a bonnie flower that springs 
  By fountain, shaw, or green; 
There ‘s not a bonnie bird that sings,  15
  But minds me o’ my Jean. 
GLOSS:  airts] points of the compass.  row] roll.