O, Saw ye bonnie Leslie
  As she gaed o’er the border?
She ’s gane, like Alexander,
  To spread her conquests farther.

To see her is to love her,
  And love but her forever;
For nature made her what she is,
  And ne’er made sic anither!

Thou art a queen, fair Leslie,
  Thy subjects we, before thee;
Thou art...