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A Prayer Under The Pressure Of Violent Anguish
O THOU Great Being! what Thou art,Surpasses me to know;Yet sure I am, that known to TheeAre all Thy works below.Thy creature here before Thee..
©  Robert Burns
The Bookworms
THROUGH and through th' inspir'd leaves,Ye maggots, make your windings;But O respect his lordship's taste,And spare his golden bindings.
©  Robert Burns
Epigram On Politics
IN Politics if thou would'st mix,And mean thy fortunes be;Bear this in mind, be deaf and blind,Let great folk hear and see.
©  Robert Burns
Address To Beelzebub
LONG life, my Lord, an' health be yours,Unskaithed by hunger'd Highland boors;Lord grant me nae duddie, desperate beggar,Wi' dirk, claymore, and..
©  Robert Burns
Bonie Jean: A Ballad
THERE was a lass, and she was fair,At kirk or market to be seen;When a' our fairest maids were met,The fairest maid was bonie Jean.And aye she..
©  Robert Burns
Song—composed In August
NOW westlin winds and slaught'ring gunsBring Autumn's pleasant weather;The moorcock springs on whirring wingsAmang the blooming heather:Now waving..
©  Robert Burns
My Highland Lassie, O
NAE gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair,Shall ever be my muse's care:Their titles a' arc empty show;Gie me my Highland lassie, O.Chorus.—Within the glen..
©  Robert Burns
Song—my Wife's A Winsome Wee Thing
Chorus.—She is a winsome wee thing,She is a handsome wee thing,She is a lo'esome wee thing,This dear wee wife o' mine.I NEVER saw a fairer,I never..
©  Robert Burns
My Father Was A Farmer: A Ballad
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O,And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O;He bade me act a manly part, though I had ne'er a..
©  Robert Burns
Mally's Meek, Mally's Sweet
Chorus—Mally's meek, Mally's sweet,Mally's modest and discreet;Mally's rare, Mally's fair,Mally's every way complete.AS I was walking up the street,A..
©  Robert Burns
Verses On A Parting Kiss
HUMID seal of soft affections,Tenderest pledge of future bliss,Dearest tie of young connections,Love's first snowdrop, virgin kiss!Speaking silence..
©  Robert Burns
Impromptu On Carron Iron Works
WE cam na here to view your warks,In hopes to be mair wise,But only, lest we gang to hell,It may be nae surprise:But when we tirl'd at your doorYour..
©  Robert Burns
Man Was Made To Mourn: A Dirge
WHEN chill November's surly blastMade fields and forests bare,One ev'ning, as I wander'd forthAlong the banks of Ayr,I spied a man, whose aged..
©  Robert Burns
Nature's Law: A Poem
LET other heroes boast their scars,The marks of sturt and strife:And other poets sing of wars,The plagues of human life:Shame fa' the fun, wi' sword..
©  Robert Burns
The Fall Of The Leaf
THE LAZY mist hangs from the brow of the hill,Concealing the course of the dark-winding rill;How languid the scenes, late so sprightly, appear!As..
©  Robert Burns
Caledonia: A Ballad
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young,That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line,From some of your northern deities sprung,(Who knows..
©  Robert Burns
One Night As I Did Wander
ONE night as I did wander,When corn begins to shoot,I sat me down to ponderUpon an auld tree root;Auld Ayr ran by before me,And bicker'd to the..
©  Robert Burns
The Henpecked Husband
Chorus.—Robin shure in hairst,I shure wi' him.Fient a heuk had I,Yet I stack by him.I GAED up to Dunse,To warp a wab o' plaiden,At his daddie's..
©  Robert Burns
The Rights Of Women—spoken By Miss Fontenelle
WHILE Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things,The fate of Empires and the fall of Kings;While quacks of State must each produce his plan,And even..
©  Robert Burns
314. Song—there'Ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame
BY yon Castle wa', at the close of the day,I heard a man sing, tho' his head it was grey:And as he was singing, the tears doon came,—There'll never..
©  Robert Burns
I Love My Love In Secret
MY Sandy gied to me a ring,Was a' beset wi' diamonds fine;But I gied him a far better thing,I gied my heart in pledge o' his ring.Chorus.—My Sandy O..
©  Robert Burns
Written By Somebody On The Window Of An Inn At Stirling
HERE Stuarts once in glory reigned,And laws for Scotland's weal ordained;But now unroof'd their palace stands,Their sceptre's sway'd by other..
©  Robert Burns
The Vision
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day,The curless quat their roarin play,And hunger'd maukin taen her way,To kail-yards green,While faithless snaws ilk..
©  Robert Burns
Farewell To Eliza
FROM thee, Eliza, I must go,And from my native shore;The cruel fates between us throwA boundless ocean's roar:But boundless oceans, roaring..
©  Robert Burns
Song—the Winter Of Life
BUT lately seen in gladsome green,The woods rejoic'd the day,Thro' gentle showers, the laughing flowersIn double pride were gay:But now our joys are..
©  Robert Burns