The pledges of the final verse are reminiscent of those in O My Luve's Like a Red, Red Rose but have even greater personal intensity.
O WERE I ON PARNASSUS HILL
O were I on Parnassus hill;
Or had o' Helicon my fill;
That I might catch poetic skill,
To sing how dear I love thee.
But Nith maun be my Muses well,
My Muse maun be thy bonie sell;
On Corsincon I'll glowr and spell,
And write how dear I love thee.
Then come, sweet Muse, inspire my lay!
For a' the lee-lang simmer's day,
I coudna sing, I coudna say,
How much, how dear, I love thee.
I see thee dancing o'er the green
Thy waist sae jimp, thy limbs sae clean,
Thy tempting lips, thy roguish een -
By Heaven and Earth I love thee.
By night, by day, a-field, at hame,
The thoughts o' thee my breast inflame;
And ay I muse and sing thy name,
I only live to love thee.
Tho' I were doom'd to wander on,
Beyond the sea, beyond the sun,
Till my last, weary sand was run;
Till then - and then I love thee.