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    Sweet Closed the Evening

    by Robert Burns
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    Tune--"_Craigie-burn-wood._"

    [This is one of several fine songs in honour of Jean Lorimer, of
    Kemmis-hall, Kirkmahoe, who for some time lived on the banks of the
    Craigie-burn, near Moffat. It was composed in aid of the eloquence of
    a Mr. Gillespie, who was in love with her: but it did not prevail, for
    she married an officer of the name of Whelpdale, lived with him for a
    month or so: reasons arose on both sides which rendered separation
    necessary; she then took up her residence in Dumfries, where she had
    many opportunities of seeing the poet. She lived till lately.]

    CHORUS.

    Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,
    And O, to be lying beyond thee;
    O sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep
    That's laid in the bed beyond thee!

    I.

    Sweet closes the evening on Craigie-burn-wood,
    And blithely awaukens the morrow;
    But the pride of the spring in the Craigie-burn-wood
    Can yield to me nothing but sorrow.

    II.

    I see the spreading leaves and flowers,
    I hear the wild birds singing;
    But pleasure they hae nane for me,
    While care my heart is wringing.

    III.

    I canna tell, I maunna tell,
    I darena for your anger;
    But secret love will break my heart,
    If I conceal it langer.

    IV.

    I see thee gracefu', straight, and tall,
    I see thee sweet and bonnie;
    But oh! what will my torments be,
    If thou refuse thy Johnnie!

    V.

    To see thee in anither's arms,
    In love to lie and languish,
    'Twad be my dead, that will be seen,
    My heart wad burst wi' anguish.

    VI.

    But, Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,
    Say, thou lo'es nane before me;
    And a' my days o' life to come
    I'll gratefully adore thee.
    Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,
    And O, to be lying beyond thee;
    O sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep
    That's laid in the bed beyond thee!
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