Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Song—a Health To Ane I Loe Dear

Chorus—Here's a health to ane I loe dear,Here's a health to ane I loe dear;Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet,And soft as their..

© Robert Burns

Epigram On A Swearing Coxcomb

HERE cursing, swearing Burton lies,A buck, a beau, or "Dem my eyes!"Who in his life did little good,And his last words were "Dem my blood!"

© Robert Burns

Song—montgomerie's Peggy

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 Peggy.When o'er the hill beat..

© Robert Burns

Song—clarina, Mistress Of My Soul

CLARINDA, mistres of my soul,The measur'd time is run!The wretch beneath the dreary poleSo marks his latest sun.To what dark cave of frozen..

© Robert Burns

Sappho Redivivus: A Fragment

BY all I lov'd, neglected and forgot,No friendly face e'er lights my squalid cot;Shunn'd, hated, wrong'd, unpitied, unredrest,The mock'd quotation of..

© Robert Burns

Scots Prologue For Mr. Sutherland

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..

© Robert Burns

The First Six Verses Of The Ninetieth Psalm Versified

O THOU, the first, the greatest friendOf all the human race!Whose strong right hand has ever beenTheir stay and dwelling place!Before the mountains..

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Song—highland Harry Back Again

MY Harry was a gallant gay,Fu' stately strade he on the plain;But now he's banish'd far away,I'll never see him back again.Chorus.—O for him back..

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Song—to Daunton Me

THE BLUDE-RED rose at Yule may blaw,The simmer lilies bloom in snaw,The frost may freeze the deepest sea;But an auld man shall never daunton..

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Prayer—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 love,I make this prayer sincere.The hoary Sire—the..

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I'Ll Go And Be A Sodger

O WHY the deuce should I repine,And be an ill foreboder?I'm twenty-three, and five feet nine,I'll go and be a sodger!I gat some gear wi' mickle..

© Robert Burns

What Can A Young Lassie Do Wi' An Auld Man?

WHAT can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie,What can a young lassie do wi' an auld man?Bad luck on the penny that tempted my minnieTo sell her..

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Song—the Rigs O' Barley

IT was upon a Lammas night,When corn rigs are bonie,Beneath the moon's unclouded light,I held awa to Annie;The time flew by, wi' tentless heed,Till..

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Here's His Health In Water

ALTHO' my back be at the wa',And tho' he be the fautor;Altho' my back be at the wa',Yet, here's his health in water.O wae gae by his wanton sides,Sae..

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Song—my Nanie's Awa

NOW in her green mantle blythe Nature arrays,And listens the lambkins that bleat o'er her braes;While birds warble welcomes in ilka green shaw,But to..

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Saw You My Dear, My Philly

O SAW ye my Dear, my Philly?O saw ye my Dear, my Philly,She's down i' the grove, she's wi' a new Love,She winna come hame to her Willy.What says she..

© Robert Burns

Epistle To Mrs. Scott Of Wauchope House

GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date,When I was bardless, young, and blate,An' first could thresh the barn,Or haud a yokin' at the pleugh;An, tho'..

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O Aye My Wife She Dang Me

Chorus—O aye my wife she dang me,An' aft my wife she bang'd me,If ye gie a woman a' her will,Gude faith! she'll soon o'er-gang ye.ON peace an' rest..

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Where Are The Joys I Have Met

WHERE are the joys I have met in the morning,That danc'd to the lark's early song?Where is the peace that awaited my wand'ring,At evening the..

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O Leave Novels!

O LEAVE novels, 1 ye Mauchline belles,Ye're safer at your spinning-wheel;Such witching books are baited hooksFor rakish rooks, like Rob Mossgiel;Your..

© Robert Burns

The Five Carlins: An Election Ballad

THERE was five Carlins in the South,They fell upon a scheme,To send a lad to London town,To bring them tidings hame.Nor only bring them tidings..

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Epitaph For Mr. W. Cruickshank

HONEST 1 Will to Heaven's awayAnd mony shall lament him;His fau'ts they a' in Latin lay,In English nane e'er kent them.

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Here's To Thy Health, My Bonie Lass

HERE'S to thy health, my bonie lass,Gude nicht and joy be wi' thee;I'll come nae mair to thy bower-door,To tell thee that I lo'e thee.O dinna think..

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Song—down The Burn, Davie Love

AS down the burn they took their way,And thro' the flowery dale;His cheek to hers he aft did lay,And love was aye the tale:With "Mary, when shall we..

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Song—such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation

FAREWEEL to a' our Scottish fame,Fareweel our ancient glory;Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name,Sae fam'd in martial story.Now Sark rins over Solway..

© Robert Burns