My Love shes but a lassie yet, My Love she s but a lassie yet; We'lllet her stand a year or twa, She'll no be half sae saucy yet I rue the day I sought her, O; I rue the day I sought her, O, Wha gets her needs na say h' s wood, But he may say he's bought her, O.
My Love she's but a lassie yet
Set by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "My Love she's but a lassie yet", JHW XXXII/3 no. 264 [Sung Text]
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Text Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CZE Czech (Čeština) (Josef Václav Sládek) , "Má milá dosud maličká"
The deil's got in our lasses now; The deil's got in our lasses now; When ane wad trow they scarce ken what, Gude faith! they make us asses now. - She was sae sour and dorty, O, She was sae sour and dorty, O, Whane'er I spake, she turn'd her back, And sneer'd - "Ye re mair than forty, O" Sae slee she look'd and pawky too! Sae slee she look'd and pawky too! Tho' crouse a-field I gaed to woo, l'm hame come back a gawky now! I rue the day I sought her, O; I rue the day I sought her, O; Wha gets her needs na say he's wood, But he may swear he's bought her, O.
Text Authorship:
- by Hector Macneill (1746 - 1818)
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Glossary:Dorty = saucy, nice;
Slee = sly;
Pawky = cunning;
Crouse = cheerful;
Gawky = fool
Researcher for this page: Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]
Author(s): Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), Hector Macneill (1746 - 1818)