Major Graham (Poem by Robert Burns)

Classic Poem

Major Graham
By Robert Burns

(1)

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.

(2)

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.

(3)

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.


Note:
Sir Harris Nicolas found these lines on Chloris among the papers of Burns, and printed them in his late edition of the poet’s works.

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