The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/Deluded Swain
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DELUDED SWAIN.
TUNE—'THE COLLIER'S DOCHTER.'
Deluded Swain, the pleasureThe fickle Fair can give thee,Is but a fairy treasure,Thy hopes will soon deceive thee.
The billows on the ocean,The breezes idly roaming,The clouds' uncertain motion,They are but types of woman.
O! art thou not ashamedTo doat upon a feature?If man thou wouldst be named,Despise the silly creature.
Go, find an honest fellow;Good claret set before thee:Hold on till thou art mellow,And then to bed in glory.