and aye it charms my very saul,

the kind love that's in her e'e.

this is no my ain, &c.

a thief sae pawkie is my jean,

to steal a blink, by a' unseen;

but gleg as light are lover's een,

when kind love is in her e'e.

this is no my ain, &c.

it may escape the courtly sparks,

it may escape the learned clerks;

but well the watching lover marks

the kind love that's in her eye.

this is no my ain, &c.