105. Despondency: An Ode (Robert Burns Poems)
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
The seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
THE seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
1 He listened at the porch that day, To hear the wheel go on, and on; And then it stopped, ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
1.1 "What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? 1.2 Or wisdom for a dance ...
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
84 Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines 85 From his ...
Is this a holy thing to see. In a rich and fruitful land. Babes reduced to misery. Fed with cold ...
I wander thro' each charter'd street. Near where the charter'd Thames does flow A mark in every face I meet ...
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue, Could scarcely cry ...
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and hollow upon the billion-blooded sea I ...
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water ...
A magic moment I remember: I raised my eyes and you were there. A fleeting vision, the quintessence Of all ...
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