Scots’ Prologue For Mr. Sutherland Poetry On his Benefit-Night, at the Theatre, Dumfries. What needs this din about the town o’ Lon’on, How this new play an’ that new sang is comin? Why is outlandish stuff sae meikle courted? Does nonsense mend, like brandy, when imported? Is there nae poet, burning keen for fame, Will […]
Robert Burns – Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter. Poem
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Robert Burns – Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter. Poem O had the malt thy strength of mind, Or hops the flavour of thy wit, ‘Twere drink for first of human kind, A gift that e’en for Syme were fit. Jerusalem Tavern, Dumfries.
Robert Burns – Epigram At Brownhill Inn Poem
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Epigram At Brownhill Inn Poetry At Brownhill we always get dainty good cheer, And plenty of bacon each day in the year; We’ve a’ thing that’s nice, and mostly in season, But why always Bacon—come, tell me a reason? You’re Welcome, Willie Stewart Chorus.—You’re welcome, Willie Stewart, You’re welcome, Willie Stewart, There’s ne’er a flower […]
Robert Burns – Second Epistle To J. Lapraik Poem
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Second Epistle To J. Lapraik Poetry April 21, 1785 While new-ca’d kye rowte at the stake An’ pownies reek in pleugh or braik, This hour on e’enin’s edge I take, To own I’m debtor To honest-hearted, auld Lapraik, For his kind letter. Forjesket sair, with weary legs, Rattlin the corn out-owre the rigs, Or dealing […]
Robert Burns – Ye Jacobites By Name Poem
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Ye Jacobites By Name Poem Robert Burns Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an ear, Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, Ye Jacobites by name, Your fautes I will proclaim, Your doctrines I maun blame, you shall hear. What is Right, and What is Wrang, by the law, by the law? What […]
Robert Burns – On The Death Of Robert Dundas, Esq., Of Arniston, Poem
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On The Death Of Robert Dundas, Esq., Of Arniston, Poem Robert Burns Late Lord President of the Court of Session. Lone on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, red with dashing rains, The gathering floods burst o’er the distant plains; Beneath the blast […]
Robert Burns – Lord Gregory Poem
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Robert Burns – Lord Gregory Poem O mirk, mirk is this midnight hour, And loud the tempest’s roar; A waefu’ wanderer seeks thy tower, Lord Gregory, ope thy door. An exile frae her father’s ha’, And a’ for loving thee; At least some pity on me shaw, If love it may na be. Lord Gregory, […]
Robert Burns – Elegy On The Late Miss Burnet Of Monboddo Poem
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Elegy On The Late Miss Burnet Of Monboddo Poetry Life ne’er exulted in so rich a prize, As Burnet, lovely from her native skies; Nor envious death so triumph’d in a blow, As that which laid th’ accomplish’d Burnet low. Thy form and mind, sweet maid, can I forget? In richest ore the brightest jewel […]
Robert Burns – Auld Rob Morris Poem
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Auld Rob Morris Poem There’s Auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, He’s the King o’ gude fellows, and wale o’ auld men; He has gowd in his coffers, he has owsen and kine, And ae bonie lass, his dautie and mine. She’s fresh as the morning, the fairest in May; She’s sweet as […]
Robert Burns – O Lay Thy Loof In Mine, Lass Poem
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O Lay Thy Loof In Mine, Lass Poem Robert Burns Chorus—O lay thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, That thou wilt be my ain. A slave to Love’s unbounded sway, He aft has wrought me meikle wae; But now he is my deadly […]