294. Song-To Mary in Heaven (Robert Burns Poems)
THOU ling'ring star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My ...
THOU ling'ring star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My ...
IN this strange land, this uncouth clime, A land unknown to prose or rhyme; Where words ne'er cross't the Muse's ...
WHEN wild war's deadly blast was blawn, And gentle peace returning, Wi' mony a sweet babe fatherless, And mony a ...
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
CAULD blaws the wind frae east to west, The drift is driving sairly; Sae loud and shill's I hear the ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
WHEN chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare, One ev'ning, as I wander'd forth Along the banks of ...
A ROSE-BUD by my early walk, Adown a corn-enclosed bawk, Sae gently bent its thorny stalk, All on a dewy ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O, And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O; ...
ONCE fondly lov'd, and still remember'd dear, Sweet early object of my youthful vows, Accept this mark of friendship, warm, ...
ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil ...
I THINK we are too ready with complaint In this fair world of God's. Had we no hope Indeed beyond ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have ...
Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear The name I used to run at, when a child, From ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
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