by Amélie Rives (1863 - 1945)
My laddie
Language: English
Oh, my laddie, my laddie, I lo'e your very plaidie, I be your very bonnet Wi' the silver buckle on it, I lo'e your collie Harry, I lo'e the kent ye carry; But oh! yoursel', your very sel', I lo'e ten thousand times at well! Oh, my dearie, my dearie, I could luik an' never weary At your een sea blue an' laughin', That a heart o' stane wad saften, While your mouth sae proud an' curly Gars my heart gang tirly-wirly; But oh! Yoursel', your very sel', I lo'e ten thousand times as well! Oh, my darlin', my darlin', Let's gang amang the carlin! Let's loll upo' the heather A' this bonnie simmer weather; Ye shall fauld me in your plaidie, My luve, my luve, my laddie; An' close, an' close into your ear I'll whisper how I lo'e ye, dear!
Authorship:
- by Amélie Rives (1863 - 1945) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Frances Allitsen (1848 - 1912), "My laddie", published 1890 [ voice and piano ], London: Boosey [sung text not yet checked]
- by Kate Douglas Wiggin (1856 - 1923), "My laddie", published 1891, from Nine love songs and a carol, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2009-01-09
Line count: 24
Word count: 142