| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900. |
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| Allan Cunningham. 1784–1842 |
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| 589. The Sun rises bright in France |
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| THE sun rises bright in France, | |
| And fair sets he; | |
| But he has tint the blythe blink he had | |
| In my ain countree. | |
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| O, it 's nae my ain ruin | 5 |
| That saddens aye my e'e, | |
| But the dear Marie I left behin' | |
| Wi' sweet bairnies three. | |
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| My lanely hearth burn'd bonnie, | |
| And smiled my ain Marie; | 10 |
| I've left a' my heart behin' | |
| In my ain countree. | |
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| The bud comes back to summer, | |
| And the blossom to the bee; | |
| But I'll win back, O never, | 15 |
| To my ain countree. | |
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| O, I am leal to high Heaven, | |
| Where soon I hope to be, | |
| An' there I'll meet ye a' soon | |
| Frae my ain countree! | 20 |
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