{"id":387,"date":"2013-10-02T22:02:18","date_gmt":"2013-10-03T02:02:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=387"},"modified":"2026-10-13T09:27:02","modified_gmt":"2026-10-13T13:27:02","slug":"o-were-my-love-yon-lilack-fair-robert-burns","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=387","title":{"rendered":"O were my Love yon Lilack fair &#8211; Robert Burns"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/YW8OWlEH6Vk?si=Tku3YDCIJTlEeuUk\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" title=\"YouTube video player\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>O were my Love yon Lilack fair,<br \/>\nWi&#8217; purple blossoms to the Spring;<br \/>\nAnd I, a bird to shelter there,<br \/>\nWhen wearied on my little wing.<\/p>\n<p>How I wad mourn, when it was torn<br \/>\nBy Autumn wild, and Winter rude!<br \/>\nBut I was sing on wanton wing,<br \/>\nWhen youthfu&#8217; May its bloom renew&#8217;d.<\/p>\n<p>[O gin my love were yon red rose,<br \/>\nThat grows upon the castle wa&#8217;!<br \/>\nAnd I mysel&#8217; a drap o&#8217; dew,<br \/>\nInto her bonnie breast to fa&#8217;!<\/p>\n<p>Oh, there beyond expression blesst<br \/>\nI&#8217;d feast on beauty a&#8217; the night;<br \/>\nSeal&#8217;d on her silk-saft faulds to rest,<br \/>\nTill fley&#8217;d awa by Phebus&#8217; light!]<\/p>\n<p>(1793)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>O were my Love yon Lilack fair, Wi&#8217; purple blossoms to the Spring; And I, a bird to shelter there, When wearied on my little wing. How I wad mourn, when it was torn By Autumn wild, and Winter rude! But I was sing on wanton wing, When youthfu&#8217; May its bloom renew&#8217;d. [O gin [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,79,75],"tags":[106,105,82],"class_list":["post-387","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-audio","category-poetry-in-pop-culture","category-video","tag-parks-and-rec","tag-robert-burns","tag-ron-swanson"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/387","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=387"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/387\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":539,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/387\/revisions\/539"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=387"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=387"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=387"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}