437. Song-Thine am I, my faithful Fair (Robert Burns Poems)
THINE am I, my faithful Fair, Thine, my lovely Nancy; Ev'ry pulse along my veins, Ev'ry roving fancy. To thy ...
THINE am I, my faithful Fair, Thine, my lovely Nancy; Ev'ry pulse along my veins, Ev'ry roving fancy. To thy ...
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
AFAR 1 the illustrious Exile roams, Whom kingdoms on this day should hail; An inmate in the casual shed, On ...
AE fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, and then for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, ...
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
I tell you hopeless grief is passionless, That only men incredulous of despair, Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air ...
My silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air, By love are driv'n away; And mournful lean Despair Brings ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
Love seeketh not Itself to please. Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease. And builds ...
Earth raised up her head. From the darkness dread & drear, Her light fled: Stony dread! And her locks cover'd ...
A magic moment I remember: I raised my eyes and you were there. A fleeting vision, the quintessence Of all ...
"Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds ...
It's easy to fight when everything's right, And you're mad with the thrill and the glory; It's easy to cheer ...
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