54. Man was made to Mourn: A Dirge (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare, One ev'ning, as I wander'd forth Along the banks of ...
WHEN chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare, One ev'ning, as I wander'd forth Along the banks of ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
HOW can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad; How can I the thought forego- He's ...
SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne! Chorus.-For ...
FLOW gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
THE LAZY mist hangs from the brow of the hill, Concealing the course of the dark-winding rill; How languid the ...
O THOU unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I ...
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O, And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O; ...
FAREWELL to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth; Wherever I wander, wherever ...
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth; Wherever I wander, wherever ...
1. Urizen explor'd his dens Mountain, moor, & wilderness, With a globe of fire lighting his journey A fearful journey, ...
1.1 "What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? 1.2 Or wisdom for a dance ...
Whether on Ida's shady brow, Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the sun, that now From ...
My spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way. My emanation far within Weeps incessantly ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
MY Spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way; My Emanation far within Weeps incessantly ...
I wander thro' each charter'd street. Near where the charter'd Thames does flow A mark in every face I meet ...
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