Address to the Devil (Robert Burns Poems)
1 O thou! whatever title suit thee,--2 Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!3 Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,4 ...
1 O thou! whatever title suit thee,--2 Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!3 Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,4 ...
O thou! whatever title suit thee,-Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,Clos'd under hatches,Spairges about ...
Again rejoicing nature seesHer robe assume its vernal hues,Her leafy looks wave in the breeze,All freshly steep'd in morning dews.And ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
WILT thou be my Dearie? When Sorrow wring thy gentle heart, O wilt thou let me cheer thee! By the ...
HIS face with smile eternal drest, Just like the Landlord's to his Guest's, High as they hang with creaking din, ...
O LOGAN, sweetly didst thou glide, That day I was my Willie's bride, And years sin syne hae o'er us ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
FAIR the face of orient day, Fair the tints of op'ning rose; But fairer still my Delia dawns, More lovely ...
AGAIN rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues: Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep'd ...
CLARINDA, mistres of my soul, The measur'd time is run! The wretch beneath the dreary pole So marks his latest ...
BY all I lov'd, neglected and forgot, No friendly face e'er lights my squalid cot; Shunn'd, hated, wrong'd, unpitied, unredrest, ...
BLESS Jesus Christ, O Cardonessp, With grateful, lifted eyes, Who taught that not the soul alone, But body too shall ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
ON a bank of flowers, in a summer day, For summer lightly drest, The youthful, blooming Nelly lay, With love ...
STOP, passenger! my story's brief, And truth I shall relate, man; I tell nae common tale o' grief, For Matthew ...
STREAMS that glide in orient plains, Never bound by Winter's chains; Glowing here on golden sands, There immix'd with foulest ...
THO' cruel fate should bid us part, Far as the pole and line, Her dear idea round my heart, Should ...
LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, ...
BY Allan stream I chanc'd to rove, While Phoebus sank beyond Benledi; The winds are whispering thro' the grove, The ...
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
NOW Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o' daisies white Out o'er the ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion Round the wealthy, titled bride: But when compar'd with real passion, Poor is all ...
NO more, ye warblers of the wood! no more; Nor pour your descant grating on my soul; Thou young-eyed Spring! ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
THOU ling'ring star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My ...
WHILE new-ca'd kye rowte at the stake An' pownies reek in pleugh or braik, This hour on e'enin's edge I ...
ALL hail! inexorable lord! At whose destruction-breathing word, The mightiest empires fall! Thy cruel, woe-delighted train, The ministers of grief ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
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