The Poetry Corner

O Lay Thy Loof In Mine, Lass.

By Robert Burns

Tune - "Cordwainer's March." I. O lay thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, That thou wilt be my ain. A slave to love's unbounded sway, He aft has wrought me meikle wae; But now he is my deadly fae, Unless thou be my ain. II. There's monie a lass has broke my rest, That for a blink I hae lo'ed best; But thou art queen within my breast, For ever to remain. O lay thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, That thou wilt be my ain.