Robert Burns - How Cruel Are The Parents lyrics

Altered from an old English song. Tune—"John Anderson, my jo." How cruel are the parents Who riches only prize, And to the wealthy b**by Poor Woman sacrifice! Meanwhile, the hapless Daughter Has but a choice of strife; To shun a tyrant Father's hate— Become a wretched Wife. The ravening hawk pursuing, The trembling dove thus flies, To shun impelling ruin, Awhile her pinions tries; Till, of escape despairing, No shelter or retreat, She trusts the ruthless Falconer, And drops beneath his feet.