438. Impromptu on Mrs. Riddell’s Birthday (Robert Burns Poems)
OLD Winter, with his frosty beard, Thus once to Jove his prayer preferred: "What have I done of all the ...
OLD Winter, with his frosty beard, Thus once to Jove his prayer preferred: "What have I done of all the ...
NAE heathen name shall I prefix, Frae Pindus or Parnassus; Auld Reekie dings them a' to sticks, For rhyme-inspiring lasses. ...
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...
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