Come, let me take

Come, let me take thee to my breast,

And pledge we ne'er shall sunder;

And I shall spurn, as vilest dust,

The warld's wealth and grandeur:

And do I hear my Jeanie own,

That equal transports move her?

I ask for dearest life alone

That I may live to love her.

Thus in my arms, wi' a' thy charms,

I clasp my countless treasure;

I'll seek nae mair o' heaven to share,

Than sic a moment's pleasure:

And, by thy een sac bonnie blue,

I swear I'm thine for ever!

And on thy lips I seal my vow,

And break it shall I never.