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").

Tam Samson's Elegy

HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil?Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel?Or Robertson 2 again grown weel,To preach an' read?"Na' waur than a'! cries..

© Robert Burns

To The Beautiful Miss Eliza J——n, On Her Principles Of Liberty And Eqality

HOW, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee nam'd?Equality too! hussey, art not asham'd?Free and Equal indeed, while mankind thou enchainest,And over their..

© Robert Burns

Masonic Song—ye Sons Of Old Killie

YE sons of old Killie, assembled by Willie,To follow the noble vocation;Your thrifty old mother has scarce such anotherTo sit in that honoured..

© Robert Burns

Remorse: A Fragment

OF all the numerous ills that hurt our peace,That press the soul, or wring the mind with anguishBeyond comparison the worst are thoseBy our own..

© Robert Burns

The Brigs Of Ayr

THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough,Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough;The chanting linnet, or the mellow thrush,Hailing the setting..

© Robert Burns

Verses On Captain Grose

KEN ye aught o' Captain Grose?—Igo, and ago,If he's amang his friends or foes?—Iram, coram, dago.Is he to Abra'm's bosom gane?—Igo, and ago,Or haudin..

© Robert Burns

Ballad On Mr. Heron's Election—no. 4

WHA will buy my troggin, fine election ware,Broken trade o' Broughton, a' in high repair?Chorus.—Buy braw troggin frae the banks o' Dee;Wha wants..

© Robert Burns

Poem On Sensibility

SENSIBILITY, how charming,Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell;But distress, with horrors arming,Thou alas! hast known too well!Fairest flower, behold the..

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Epigram—the True Loyal Natives

YE true "Loyal Natives" attend to my songIn uproar and riot rejoice the night long;From Envy and Hatred your corps is exempt,But where is your shield..

© Robert Burns

Address To Wm. Tytler, Esq., Of Woodhouselee

REVERED defender of beauteous Stuart,Of Stuart, a name once respected;A name, which to love was the mark of a true heart,But now 'tis despis'd and..

© Robert Burns

Epitaph On The Same

HERE lies, now a prey to insulting neglect,What once was a butterfly, gay in life's beam:Want only of wisdom denied her respect,Want only of goodness..

© Robert Burns

Suppressed Stanzas Of &Quot;The Vision&Quot

WITH secret throes I marked that earth,That cottage, witness of my birth;And near I saw, bold issuing forthIn youthful pride,A Lindsay race of noble..

© Robert Burns

Epistle To Hugh Parker

IN this strange land, this uncouth clime,A land unknown to prose or rhyme;Where words ne'er cross't the Muse's heckles,Nor limpit in poetic..

© Robert Burns

Epigram—the Toad-Eater

OF Lordly acquaintance you boast,And the Dukes that you dined wi' yestreen,Yet an insect's an insect at most,Tho' it crawl on the curl of a Queen!

© Robert Burns

Epigram To Miss Ainslie In Church

FAIR maid, you need not take the hint,Nor idle texts pursue:'Twas guilty sinners that he meant,Not Angels such as you.

© Robert Burns

Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive

BEHOLD the hour, the boat, arrive!My dearest Nancy, O fareweel!Severed frae thee, can I survive,Frae thee whom I hae lov'd sae weel?Endless and deep..

© Robert Burns

News, Lassies, News

THERE'S news, lassies, news,Gude news I've to tell!There's a boatfu' o' ladsCome to our town to sell.Chorus.—The wean wants a cradle,And the cradle..

© Robert Burns

Song—braw Lads O' Gala Water

BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow-braes,They rove amang the blooming heather;But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shawsCan match the lads o' Galla Water.But there..

© Robert Burns

The Poet's Progress

THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign;Of thy caprice maternal I complain.The peopled fold thy kindly care have found,The hornèd bull, tremendous..

© Robert Burns

Song—bonie Peggy Alison

Chor.—And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,And I'll kiss thee o'er again:And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,My bonie Peggy Alison.ILK care and fear, when thou art..

© Robert Burns

Elegy On Stella

STRAIT is the spot and green the sodFrom whence my sorrows flow;And soundly sleeps the ever dearInhabitant below.Pardon my transport, gentle..

© Robert Burns

Inscription To Jessie Lewars

THINE be the volumes, Jessy fair,And with them take the Poet's prayer,That Fate may, in her fairest page,With ev'ry kindliest, best presageOf future..

© Robert Burns

Song—talk Of Him That's Far Awa

MUSING on the roaring ocean,Which divides my love and me;Wearying heav'n in warm devotion,For his weal where'er he be.Hope and Fear's alternate..

© Robert Burns

Fragment—her Flwoing Locks

HER flowing locks, the raven's wing,Adown her neck and bosom hing;How sweet unto that breast to cling,And round that neck entwine her!Her lips are..

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Song—charlie, He's My Darling

'TWAS on a Monday morning,Right early in the year,That Charlie came to our town,The young Chevalier.Chorus.—An' Charlie, he's my darling,My darling..

© Robert Burns