Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie, That I may drink, before I go, A service to my bonie lassie.

-Burns, Robert
  'My Bonie Mary', stanza1.

   My love she's but a lassie yet, My love she's but a lassie yet; We'll let her stand a year or twa, She'll no be half sae saucy yet.

-Burns, Robert
  'My love she's but a lassie yet', chorus.

Bony lassie will ye go To the birks of Aberfeldey.

-Burns, Robert
  'The Birks of  Aberfeldey', chorus.

I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie, She's as pure as the lily in the dell. She's as sweet as the heather The bonnie bloomin' heatherö Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.

-Lauder, Sir Harry (Hugh MacLennan)
  'I Love a Lassie', or 'Ma Scotch Bluebell', chorus.

Roamin' in the gloamin'on the bonnie banks o'Clyde. Roamin' in the gloamin' wae my lassie by my side. When the sun has gone to rest, That's the time that we love bestö O, it's lovely roamin' in the gloamin'!

-Lauder, Sir Harry (Hugh MacLennan)
  'Roamin' in the Gloamin', chorus.

Never mind my grace, lassie; just speak out a plain tale, and show you have a Scotch tongue in your head.

-Scott, Sir Walter
  The Duke of Argyle toJeanie Deans.The Heart of Midlothian, ch.35.