O, This Is No My Ain Lassie

Chorus
O, this is no my ain lassie,
Fair tho' the lassie be:
Weel ken I my ain lassie -
Kind love is in her e'e.
1.
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.
2.
She's bonie, blooming, straight, and tall,
And lang has had my heart in thrall;
And ay it charms my very saul,
The kind love that's in her e'e.
3.
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 the e'e.
4.
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 e'e.

O, This Is Not My Own Lass (Girlfriend)

Chorus
O, this is not my own lass (girlfriend),
Fair though the girl be:
Well know I my own lass -
Kind love is in her eye.

I see a form, I see a face,
You well may with the fairest place:
It wants to me the witching grace,
The kind love that is in her eye.

She is lovely, blooming, straight, and tall,
And long has had my heart in slavery;
And always it charms my very soul,
The kind love that is in her eye.

A thief so artful is my Jean,
To steal a glance by all unseen!
But sharp as light are lover's eyes,
When kind love is in the eye.

It may escape the courtly sparks (gay person),
It may escape the learned clerks (scholar);
But well the watching lover marks
The kind love that is in her eye.