This Is No My Ain Lassie

Tune-"This is no my house."

      Chorus-This is no my ain lassie,      Fair tho, the lassie be;      Weel ken I my ain lassie,      Kind love is in her e're.       I see a form, I see a face,      Ye weel may wi' the fairest place;      It wants, to me, the witching grace,      The kind love that's in her e'e.      This is no my ain, &c.       She's bonie, blooming, straight, and tall,      And lang has had my heart in thrall;      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.