Tune - "Major Graham."
I.
Ah, Chloris, since it may na be,
That thou of love wilt hear;
If from the lover thou maun flee,
Yet let the friend be dear.
II.
Altho' I love my Chloris mair
Than ever tongue could tell;
My passion I will ne'er declare,
I'll say, I wish thee well.
III.
Tho' a' my daily care thou art,
And a' my nightly dream,
I'll hide the struggle in my heart,
And say it is esteem.
Ah, Chloris, Since It May Na Be.
Robert Burns
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Poem topics: dream, friend, heart, passion, dear, tongue, hear, struggle, hide, major, daily, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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