WHY, why tell thy lover
Bliss he never must enjoy"?
Why, why undeceive him,
And give all his hopes the lie?
O why, while fancy, raptur'd slumbers,
"Chloris, Chloris" all the theme,
Why, why would'st thou, cruel—
Wake thy lover from his dream?
More verses by Robert Burns
- 491. Song—Lassie wi' the Lint-white Locks
- 320. Lines to Sir John Whitefoord, Bart
- 233. Song—O were I on Parnassus Hill
- 381. Song—Fragment—No cold approach
- 523. Song—The Cooper o' Cuddy