A Man’s a Man for A’ That (Robert Burns Poems)
Is there for honesty povertyThat hings his head, an' a' that;The coward slave - we pass him by,We dare be ...
Is there for honesty povertyThat hings his head, an' a' that;The coward slave - we pass him by,We dare be ...
THOU, who thy honour as thy God rever'st, Who, save thy mind's reproach, nought earthly fear'st, To thee this votive ...
THICKEST 1 night, o'erhang my dwelling! Howling tempests, o'er me rave! Turbid torrents, wintry swelling, Roaring by my lonely cave! ...
LIFE ne'er exulted in so rich a prize, As Burnet, lovely from her native skies; Nor envious death so triumph'd ...
COME, let me take thee to my breast, And pledge we ne'er shall sunder; And I shall spurn as vilest ...
NO song nor dance I bring from yon great city, That queens it o'er our taste-the more's the pity: Tho' ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
MY heart is sair-I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody; I could wake a winter night For ...
BY all I lov'd, neglected and forgot, No friendly face e'er lights my squalid cot; Shunn'd, hated, wrong'd, unpitied, unredrest, ...
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
YOUR News and Review, sir. I've read through and through, sir, With little admiring or blaming; The Papers are barren ...
Chorus-Here's a health to ane I loe dear, Here's a health to ane I loe dear; Thou art sweet as ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
"O CAM ye here the fight to shun, Or herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or were ye at the ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
CURSE on ungrateful man, that can be pleased, And yet can starve the author of the pleasure. O thou, my ...
THE LAMP of day, with-ill presaging glare, Dim, cloudy, sank beneath the western wave; Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the ...
NAE gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair, Shall ever be my muse's care: Their titles a' arc empty show; Gie ...
STILL anxious to secure your partial favour, And not less anxious, sure, this night, than ever, A Prologue, Epilogue, or ...
MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion Round the wealthy, titled bride: But when compar'd with real passion, Poor is all ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
THE SUN he is sunk in the west, All creatures retir?d to rest, While here I sit, all sore beset, ...
IS there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare ...
INSTEAD of a Song, boy's, I'll give you a Toast; Here's to the memory of those on the twelfth that ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
May-, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither ...
'TIS Friendship's pledge, my young, fair Friend, Nor thou the gift refuse, Nor with unwilling ear attend The moralising Muse. ...
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O, And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O; ...
AN HONEST man here lies at rest As e'er God with his image blest; The friend of man, the friend ...
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