Robert Burns

Poems by Robert Burns

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276. Song—Whistle o’er the lave o’t

... I could write-but Meg maun see’t— ...

524. Song—The lass that made the bed to me

... “Haud aff your hands, young man!” she said, ...

90. Epistle to James Smith

... Something cries “Hooklie!” ...

434. Song—Thou hast left me ever, jamie

... Now thou’st left thy lass for aye— ...

233. Song—O were I on Parnassus Hill

... The thoughts o’ thee my breast inflame: ...

232. Song—The Day Returns

... Than kingly robes, than crowns and globes, ...

247. Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive

... ANTISTROPHEPlunderer of Armies! lift thine eyes, ...

376. Song—The Deil’s awa wi’ the Exciseman

... There’s threesome reels, there’s foursome reels, ...

389. Song—Duncan Gray

... Grat his e’en baith blear’t an’ blin’, ...

443. Song—Wilt thou be my Dearie

... Still trusting that thou lo’es me! ...

517. Song—O wat ye wha’s in yon town

... Ae thought frae her shall ne’er depart, ...

364. Song—I do confess thou art sae fair

... That lips could speak thy heart could muve ...

546. Song—Jockie’s taen the parting Kiss

... O’er the day’s fair, gladsome e’e, ...

338. Song—My Tocher’s the Jewel

... It’s a’ for the hinny he’ll cherish the bee, ...

525. Song—Had I the wyte, she bade me

... she bade me; She watch’d me by the hie-gate side, ...

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