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").
Hot And Cold
A woman who my mother knowsCame in and took off all her clothes.Said I, not being very old,'By golly gosh, you must be cold! ''No, no! ' she cried...
© Roald Dahl
The Pig
In England once there lived a bigAnd wonderfully clever pig.To everybody it was plainThat Piggy had a massive brain.He worked out sums inside his..
© Roald Dahl
Television
The most important thing we've learned,So far as children are concerned,Is never, NEVER, NEVER letThem near your television set -Or better still..
© Roald Dahl
Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer
THIS 1 wot ye all whom it concerns,I, Rhymer Robin, alias Burns,October twenty-third,A ne'er-to-be-forgotten day,Sae far I sprackl'd up the brae,I..
© Robert Burns
Elegy On Captain Matthew Henderson
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody!The meikle devil wi' a woodieHaurl thee hame to his black smiddie,O'er hurcheon hides,And like stock-fish come..
© Robert Burns
Verses On Castle Gordon
STREAMS that glide in orient plains,Never bound by Winter's chains;Glowing here on golden sands,There immix'd with foulest stainsFrom Tyranny's..
© Robert Burns
Song—fragment—damon And Sylvia
YON wandering rill that marks the hill,And glances o'er the brae, Sir,Slides by a bower, where mony a flowerSheds fragrance on the day, Sir;There..
© Robert Burns
Epistle To John Goldie, In Kilmarnock
O GOWDIE, terror o' the whigs,Dread o' blackcoats and rev'rend wigs!Sour Bigotry, on her last legs,Girns an' looks back,Wishing the ten Egyptian..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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..
© Robert Burns
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'..
© Robert Burns