'Wha is that at my bower-door?' <br />'O wha is it but Findlay!' <br />'Then gae your gate, ye'se nae be here:' <br />'Indeed maun I,' quo' Findlay; <br />'What mak' ye, sae like a thief?' <br />'O come and see,' quo' Findlay; <br />'Before the morn ye'll work mischief:' <br />'Indeed will I,' quo' Findlay. <br /> <br />'Gif I rise and let you in'- <br />'Let me in,' quo' Findlay; <br />'Ye'll keep me waukin wi' your din;' <br />'Indeed will I,' quo' Findlay; <br />'In my bower if ye should stay'- <br />'Let me stay,' quo' Findlay; <br />'I fear ye'll bide till break o' day;' <br />'Indeed will I,' quo' Findlay. <br /> <br />'Here this night if ye remain'- <br />'I'll remain,' quo' Findlay; <br />'I dread ye'll learn the gate again;' <br />'Indeed will I,' quo' Findlay. <br />'What may pass within this bower'- <br />'Let it pass,' quo' Findlay; <br />'Ye maun conceal till your last hour:' <br />'Indeed will I,' quo' Findlay.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wha-is-that-at-my-bower-door/
