True hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow, And fair are the maids on the banks of the Ayr; But by the sweet side o' the Nith's winding river, Are lovers as faithful, and maidens as fair: To equal young Jessie seek Scotland all over; To equal young Jessie you seek it in vain, Grace, beauty, and elegance, fetter her lover, And maidenly modesty fixes the chain. O, fresh is the rose in the gay, dewy morning, And sweet is the lily, at evening close; But in the fair presence o' lovely young Jessie, Unseen is the lily, unheeded the rose. Love sits in her smile, a wizard ensnaring; Enthron'd in her een he delivers his law: And still to her charms she alone is a stranger; Her modest demeanour's the jewel of a'. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLAMING CIRCLE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER A MUSICAL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE VANISHING BOAT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A LETTER FROM A GIRL TO HER OWN OLD AGE by ALICE MEYNELL IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 124 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE MAGIC MIRROR by HENRY MILLS ALDEN |