176. On the Death of John M’Leod, Esq. (Robert Burns Poems)
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
HOW wisdom and Folly meet, mix, and unite, How Virtue and Vice blend their black and their white, How Genius, ...
HOW cold is that bosom which folly once fired, How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd; How ...
FY, let us a' to Kirkcudbright, For there will be bickerin' there; For Murray's light horse are to muster, And ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
NO more, ye warblers of the wood! no more; Nor pour your descant grating on my soul; Thou young-eyed Spring! ...
THOU of an independent mind, With soul resolv'd, with soul resign'd; Prepar'd Power's proudest frown to brave, Who wilt not ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
ALL villain as I am-a damn?d wretch, A hardened, stubborn, unrepenting villain, Still my heart melts at human wretchedness; And ...
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