
Jock Rab is telt that Eppie Macnab is kissin the laird in the yard an winna come hame. He bids her come back, but hears she has forgot an disowned him, an wishes he had ne'er seen her.
By Robert Burns · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Love Poetry · 217 words
O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? / O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? / She's down in the yard, she's kissin the laird, / She winna come hame to her ain Jock Rab.
O come thy ways to me, my Eppie Macnab; / O come thy ways to me, my Eppie Macnab; / Whate'er thou hast dune, be it late, be it sune, / Thou's welcome again to thy ain Jock Rab.
What says she, my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? / What says she, my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? / She let's thee to wit that she has thee forgot, / And for ever disowns thee, her ain Jock Rab.
fause luve · broken heart
My Eppie Macnab is listed on Textopian as a poem by Robert Burns, dated Date unknown.
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