<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391074" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Robin Goodfellow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see you, Maister Bawsy-brown,<br> Through yonder lattice creepin';<br>You come for cream and to gar me dream,<br> But you dinna find me sleepin'.<br>The moonbeam, that upon the floor<br> Wi' crickets ben a-jinkin',<br>Now steals away fra' her bonnie play--<br> Wi' a rosier blie, I'm thinkin'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw you, Maister Bawsy-brown,<br> When the blue bells went a-ringin'<br>For the merrie fays o' the banks an' braes,<br> And I kenned your bonnie singin';<br>The gowans gave you honey sweets,<br> And the posies on the heather<br>Dript draughts o' dew for the faery crew<br> That danct and sang together.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But posie-bloom an' simmer-dew<br> And ither sweets o' faery<br>C'u'd na gae down wi' Bawsy-brown,<br> Sae nigh to Maggie's dairy!<br>My pantry shelves, sae clean and white,<br> Are set wi' cream and cheeses,--<br>Gae, gin you will, an' take your fill<br> Of whatsoever pleases.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then wave your wand aboon my een<br> Until they close awearie,<br>And the night be past sae sweet and fast<br> Wi' dreamings o' my dearie.<br>But pinch the wench in yonder room,<br> For she's na gude nor bonnie,--<br>Her shelves be dust and her pans be rust,<br> And she winkit at my Johnnie!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391074" data-title="To Robin Goodfellow de Eugene Field" data-description="I see you, Maister Bawsy-brown, Through yonder lattice creepin'; You come for cream and to gar me dream, But you dinna find me sleepin'. The moonbeam, that upon the floor Wi' crickets ben a-jinkin', Now steals away fra' her bonnie play-- Wi' a..."></div> </div> </div>

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