Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 545. Song—Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet |
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| Chorus—Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet, | |
| Mally’s modest and discreet; | |
| Mally’s rare, Mally’s fair, | |
| Mally’s every way complete. | |
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| AS I was walking up the street, | 5 |
| A barefit maid I chanc’d to meet; | |
| But O the road was very hard | |
| For that fair maiden’s tender feet. | |
| Mally’s meek, &c. | |
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| It were mair meet that those fine feet | 10 |
| Were weel laced up in silken shoon; | |
| An’ ’twere more fit that she should sit | |
| Within yon chariot gilt aboon, | |
| Mally’s meek, &c. | |
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| Her yellow hair, beyond compare, | 15 |
| Comes trinklin down her swan-like neck, | |
| And her two eyes, like stars in skies, | |
| Would keep a sinking ship frae wreck, | |
| Mally’s meek, &c. | |
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