The bonniest lass in a' the world

Look where my dear Hamilla smiles,

Hamilla, heavenly charmer!

See how with all their arts and wiles,

The loves and graces arm her!

A blush dwells glowing on her cheeks,

Fair seat of youthful pleasures!

There love in smiling language speaks,

There spreads the rosy treasures.

O fairest maid, I own thy power:

I gaze, I sigh, and languish;

Yet ever, ever will adore,

And triumph in my anguish.

But ease, O charmer, ease my care,

And let my torments move thee;

As thou art fairest of the fair,

So I the dearest love thee.