247. Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive (Robert Burns Poem)
DWELLER in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation! mark, Who in widow-weeds appears, Laden with unhonour'd years, Noosing with care ...
DWELLER in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation! mark, Who in widow-weeds appears, Laden with unhonour'd years, Noosing with care ...
THE DEIL cam fiddlin' thro' the town, And danc'd awa wi' th' Exciseman, And ilka wife cries, "Auld Mahoun, I ...
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
CONTENTED wi' little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' Sorrow and Care, I gie them a skelp as ...
O STEER her up, an' haud her gaun, Her mither's at the mill, jo; An' gin she winna tak a ...
FIRST when Maggie was my care, Heav'n, I thought, was in her air, Now we're married-speir nae mair, But whistle ...
MY love, she's but a lassie yet, My love, she's but a lassie yet; We'll let her stand a year ...
MAXWELL, if merit here you crave, That merit I deny; You save fair Jessie from the grave!- An Angel could ...
THE ROBIN to the Wren's nest Cam keekin' in, cam keekin' in; O weel's me on your auld pow, Wad ...
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
HER daddie forbad, her minnie forbad Forbidden she wadna be: She wadna trow't the browst she brew'd, Wad taste sae ...
YOUR billet, Sir, I grant receipt; Wi' you I'll canter ony gate, Tho' 'twere a trip to yon blue warl', ...
THE BAIRNS gat out wi' an unco shout, The deuks dang o'er my daddie, O! The fien-ma-care, quo' the feirrie ...
THE LAST time I came o'er the moor, And left Maria's dwelling, What throes, what tortures passing cure, Were in ...
NOW rosy May comes in wi' flowers, To deck her gay, green-spreading bowers; And now comes in the happy hours, ...
HERE, where the Scottish Muse immortal lives, In sacred strains and tuneful numbers joined, Accept the gift; though humble he ...
UP wi' the carls o' Dysart, And the lads o' Buckhaven, And the kimmers o' Largo, And the lasses o' ...
MY heart was ance as blithe and free As simmer days were lang; But a bonie, westlin weaver lad Has ...
HOW long and dreary is the night, When I am frae my dearie! I sleepless lie frae e'en to morn, ...
O BONIE was yon rosy brier, That blooms sae far frae haunt o' man; And bonie she, and ah, how ...
TURN again, thou fair Eliza! Ae kind blink before we part; Rue on thy despairing lover, Can'st thou break his ...
THERE was a lass, they ca'd her Meg, And she held o'er the moors to spin; There was a lad ...
O WAT ye wha that lo'es me And has my heart a-keeping? O sweet is she that lo'es me, As ...
WHY, ye tenants of the lake, For me your wat'ry haunt forsake? Tell me, fellow-creatures, why At my presence thus ...
O KEN ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten, An' ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten? ...
AS I gaed up by yon gate-end, When day was waxin' weary, Wha did I meet come down the street, ...
O HAD the malt thy strength of mind, Or hops the flavour of thy wit, 'Twere drink for first of ...
Chorus-O can ye labour lea, young man, O can ye labour lea? It fee nor bountith shall us twine Gin ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
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