
A young woman says that she was once carefree, but a bonie westlin weaver lad has changed her happiness into longing. Sent by her mother to town to warp a plaiden web, she finds the work painful because the weaver, sitting at his loom, has caught her heart “in every knot and thrum.” As she turns her warpin-wheel, every movement and knock makes her heart ache. The weaver later escorts her through the glen beneath the sinking moon. She refuses to reveal what passed between them, yet fears that the whole kintra will soon know. Her repeated warning urges fair maids never to go to the weaver’s at night.
By Robert Burns · First published 1792 · Genre: Scottish Folk Song, Lyric Poetry, Love Poetry · 333 words
My heart was ance as blithe and free / As simmer days were lang; / But a bonie, westlin weaver lad / Has gart me change my sang.
Chorus. -To the weaver's gin ye go, fair maids, / To the weaver's gin ye go; / I rede you right, gang ne'er at night, / To the weaver's gin ye go.
Scottish vernacular poetry · Scots language · love song · folk ballad · pastoral courtship · rural Scotland · eighteenth-century Scotland · young woman narrator · weaver · textile labor · loom imagery · warping wheel
To the Weavers Gin Ye Go is listed on Textopian as a poem by Robert Burns, dated 1792 CE.
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