O blessings on my wee thing
Language: English
O blessings on my wee thing, My kindly blythesome wee thing, With the hand and heart o' my wee thing, My lot will be almost divine. In Roslin's fairest bower, I'll shelter this sweet flower, Nae blast nor sleety shower Shall blight this rose of mine. I doat on ilka feature Of this dear artless creature, This darling child of Nature, More precious than light to my eye. In vain I've roam'd for pleasure, Through follies without measure; But now I've found a treasure Too rich for a king to buy.
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Glossary: ilka = each, everyAuthorship:
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This text (or a part of it) is used in a work
- by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "My Love's a winsome wee thing", Hob. XXXIa:268, JHW XXXII/4 no. 277..
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2009-06-14
Line count: 16
Word count: 91