Again Rejoicing Nature Sees (Robert Burns Poems)
Again rejoicing nature seesHer robe assume its vernal hues,Her leafy looks wave in the breeze,All freshly steep'd in morning dews.And ...
Again rejoicing nature seesHer robe assume its vernal hues,Her leafy looks wave in the breeze,All freshly steep'd in morning dews.And ...
1 Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,2 Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;3 My ...
HOW lang and dreary is the night When I am frae my Dearie; I restless lie frae e'en to morn ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
AH, Chloris, since it may not be, That thou of love wilt hear; If from the lover thou maun flee, ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
AGAIN rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues: Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep'd ...
WHY, why tell thy lover Bliss he never must enjoy"? Why, why undeceive him, And give all his hopes the ...
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 THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
"PRAISE Woman still," his lordship roars, "Deserv'd or not, no matter?" But thee, whom all my soul adores, Ev'n Flattery ...
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
Chorus-Long, long the night, Heavy comes the morrow While my soul's delight Is on her bed of sorrow. CAN I ...
YON wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide, That nurse in their bosom the youth o' the Clyde, Where the ...
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
HOW can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad; How can I the thought forego- He's ...
FLOW gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O, And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O; ...
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