I had o' ither days,
A sinless dream o' joy;
It came like sunshine o'er a clud,
Life's dark spots to destroy.

It came when I was sick at heart,
And sleepless was mine e'e,
When luve was fause, and wily tongue
Turn'd frien' to enemie.

I thought a saft han' lay in mine,
A sma' waist in my arm,
A wee heart beating, throbbing fast,
Wi' luve an' life bluid-warm.

A dreamy spell lay on our lips,
A luve-band round our hearts;
But, as by magic, her blue e'en
Tauld ilk thocht that did start.

In quiet streams I've seen fair flow'rs,
Hid 'neath the bank they grew;
Sae in her deep blue e'en I read
Flow'r-.thochts o' various hue.

"O dinna luik sae kind, Willie,
Or else wi' joy I'll dee,
An' dinna read my heart, Willie,
Wi' thae lang luiks o' your eye.