O were I on Parnassus hill; Or had o' Helicon my fill; That I might catch poetic skill, To sing how dear I love thee. But Nith maun be my Muses well, My Muse maun be my bonie sell; On Corsincon I ...

Blythe hae I been on yon hill, As the lambs before me ... Underneath the grass-green sod Soon maun be my dwelling. Burns wrote this song for Lesley Baillie, who along with her father and sister ...