by Robert Crawford (flourished 18th century or earlier)
Down the burn, Davie
Language: English
When trees did bud, and fields were green, And broom bloom'd fair to see; When Mary was complete fifteen, And love laughed in her eye; Blythe Davie's blinks her heart did move To speak her mind thus free, "Gang down the burn, Davie, love, "And I shall follow thee" Now Davie did each lad surpass That dwelt on this burn side, And Mary was the boniest lass, Just meet to be a bride; Her cheeks were rosie, red and white, Her een were bonie blue; Her looks were like Aurora bright, Her lips like dropping dew. As down the burn they took their way, And through the flow'ry dale, His cheek to her's he aft did lay, And love was ay the tale: With, "Mary, when shall we return "Sic pleasure to renew?" Quoth Mary," Love, I like the burn, "And ay shall follow you."
Authorship:
- by Robert Crawford (flourished 18th century or earlier), "Down the burn, Davie" [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 (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Down the burn, Davie", Hob. XXXIa:152, JHW XXXII/3 no. 154. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-06-08
Line count: 24
Word count: 145