Poems by Robert Burns
Ye Flowery Banks (Bonie Doon)
... Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird, ...
John Barleycorn: A Ballad
... And they hae taen his very heart's blood, ...
O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The Day
... " Choir. - O Tibbie, I hae seen the day, ...
"John Anderson my jo, John"
... Your locks are like the snaw, ...
The Ronalds Of The Bennals
... But for sense and guid taste she'll vie wi' the best, ...
Ae Fond Kiss
... Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest! ...
Scots Wha Hae
... See approach proud Edward's power&mdash ...
Duncan Gray
... And O! her een, they spak sic things ...
To Miss Jessie Lewars
... Whose love 'twixt hopes of home and heaven ...
Highland Mary
... Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, ...
Afton Water
... Thou stock-dove, whose echo resounds thro' the glen, ...
Address to the Devil
... When wi' an eldritch, stoor "Quaick, quaick," ...
Winter: A Dirge
... While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, ...
It was a' for our Rightful King
... That we left fair Scotland's strand ...
To a Mouse
... On Turning up in Her Nest with the Plough, November, 1785 ...
