Chorus.—O lovely Polly Stewart, <br />O charming Polly Stewart, <br />There's ne'er a flower that blooms in May, <br />That's half so fair as thou art! <br /> <br /> <br />THE FLOWER it blaws, it fades, it fa's, <br />And art can ne'er renew it; <br />But worth and truth, eternal youth <br />Will gie to Polly Stewart, <br />O lovely Polly Stewart, &c. <br /> <br /> <br />May he whase arms shall fauld thy charms <br />Possess a leal and true heart! <br />To him be given to ken the heaven <br />He grasps in Polly Stewart! <br />O lovely Polly Stewart, &c.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovely-polly-stewart/
