“Auld Nature swears, the lovely dearsHer noblest work she classes, O:Her prentice han' she tried on man,An' then she made the lasses, O.” Robert Burns Green Grow the Rashes Green Grow the Rashes, O, st. 5 (1787)
“Green grow the rashes, O;Green grow the rashes, O;The sweetest hours that e'er I spendAre spent among the lasses, O.” Robert Burns Green Grow the Rashes Green Grow the Rashes, O, chorus (1787)
“There's nought but care on ev'ry han',In every hour that passes, O:What signifies the life o' man,An' then she made the lasses, O.” Robert Burns Green Grow the Rashes Green Grow the Rashes, O, st. 1 (1787)