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Peggy
Now westlin winds and slaught'ring gunsBring autumn's pleasant weather;And the moorcock springs, on whirring wings,Amang the blooming heather;Now..
©  Robert Burns
The Muckin' O' Geordie's Byre
At a relic aul' croft upon the hill,Roon the neuk frae Sprottie's mill,Tryin' a' his life tae jine the killLived Geordie MacIntyre.He had a wife as..
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Montgomerie's Peggy
Tune - "Galla Water."Altho' my bed were in yon muir,Amang the heather, in my plaidie;Yet happy, happy would I be,Had I my dear Montgomerie's..
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Go Fetch To Me A Pint
Go fetch to me a pint o wine,And fill it in a silver tassie;That I may drink, before I go,A service to my bonie lassie:The boat rocks at the Pier o'..
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The Lass Of Cessnock Banks
On Cessnock banks a lassie dwells,Could I describe her shape and mien!Our lasses a' she far excels---An she has twa sparkling, rogueish een!She's..
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Lass Of Cessnock Banks, The
A Song of SimilesTune - 'If he be a Butcher neat and trim.'On Cessnock banks a lassie dwells;Could I describe her shape and mein;Our lasses a' she..
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Ny Nannie, O
Behind yon hills, where Lugar flows,'Mang moors an' mosses many, O,The wintry sun the day has clos'd,And I'll awa to Nannie, O.The westlin wind blaws..
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The Twa Dogs
A Tale'Twas in that place o' Scotland's isle,That bears the name o' auld King Coil,Upon a bonie day in June,When wearin' thro' the afternoon,Twa..
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O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The Day
Tune - "Invercauld's Reel, or Strathspey."Choir. - O Tibbie, I hae seen the day,Ye wadna been sae shy;For laik o' gear ye lightly me,But, trowth, I..
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Tarbolton Lasses, The
If ye gae up to yon hill-tap,Ye'll there see bonie Peggy;She kens her father is a laird,And she forsooth's a leddy.There Sophy tight, a lassie..
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Tibbie Dunbar
O, wilt thou go wi' me,Sweet Tibbie Dunbar?O, wilt thou go wi' me,Sweet Tibbie Dunbar?Wilt thou ride on a horse,Or be drawn in a car,Or walk by my..
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The Battle Of Sherramuir
"O cam ye here the fight to shun,Or herd the sheep wi' me, man?Or were ye at the Sherra-moor,Or did the battle see, man?""I saw the battle, sair and..
©  Robert Burns
Epistle To A Young Friend
I lang hae thought, my youthfu' friend,A something to have sent you,Tho' it should serve nae ither endThan just a kind momento:But how the..
©  Robert Burns
Address Tothe Devil
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 the..
©  Robert Burns
Paraphrase Of The First Psalm
The man, in life wherever plac'd,Hath happiness in store,Who walks not in the wicked's way,Nor learns their guilty lore!Nor from the seat of scornful..
©  Robert Burns
Rigs O' Barley, The
It was upon a Lammas night,When corn rigs are bonnie,Beneath the moon's unclouded light,I held away to Annie:The time flew by wi' tentless heedTill..
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Verses To Clarinda
Fair Empress of the poet's soul,And Queen of poetesses;Clarinda, take this little boon,This humble pair of glasses:And fill them up with generous..
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A Vision
AS I stood by yon roofless tower,Where the wa'flower scents the dewy air,Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower,And tells the midnight moon her..
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The Bonie Wee Thing
Wishfully I look and languishIn that bonie face o' thine,And my heart it sounds wi' anguish,Lest my wee thing be na mine.[Chorus] Bonie wee thing..
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From Lines To William Simson
1 Auld Coila now may fidge fu' fain,2 She's gotten poets o' her ain--3 Chiels wha their chanters winna hain,4 But tune their lays,5 Till echoes a'..
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Tear-Drop, The
Wae is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e;Lang lang Joy's been a stranger to me:Forsaken and friendless, my burden I bear,And the sweet voice o' Pity..
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My Last Farewell To Stirling
Nae lark in transport mounts the skyOr leaves wi' early plaintive cry,But I will bid a last good-bye,My last farewell to Stirling O.Chorus:Tho' far..
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Oh Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast
Oh wert thou in the cauld blast,On yonder lea, on yonder lea,My plaidie to the angry airt,I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee;Or did misfortune's..
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O Thou Dread Power
O Thou dread Power, who reign'st above,I know thou wilt me hear,When for this scene of peace and loveI make this prayer sincere.The hoary Sire - the..
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Epistle To J. Lapraik (Excerpt)
I am nae poet, in a sense,But just a rhymer like by chance,An' hae to learning nae pretence;Yet what the matter?Whene'er my Muse does on me glance,I..
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