Poems by Robert Burns
341. Song-My Bonie Bell
... Fresh o’er the mountains breaks forth the morning, ...
342. Song-Sweet Afton
... As, gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave ...
344. Song-Nithdale’s Welcome Hame
... And they’ll gae big Terreagles’ towers ...
345. Song-Frae the friends and land I love
... Brightest climes shall mirk appear, ...
346. Song-Such a parcel of Rogues in a Nation
... We’re bought and sold for English gold— ...
347. Song-Ye Jacobites by Name
... Then let your schemes alone, in the state, in the state, ...
348. Song-I hae been at Crookieden
... And loud the laugh gied round a’ hell ...
349. Song-Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie
... There’s ne’er a coward o’ Kenmure’s blude, ...
354. Epigram-The Toad-eater
... And the Dukes that you dined wi’ yestreen, ...
355. Epigram-Divine Service at Lamington
... Ye’se a’ be het e’er I come back ...
356. Epigram-The Keekin Glass
... HOW daur ye ca’ me “Howlet-face” ...
359. Song-O May, thy Morn
... May a’ that’s guid watch o’er ’em! ...
360. Song-Ae fond Kiss
... Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee, ...
361. Song-Behold the Hour, the Boat, arrive
... “Happy thou Indian grove,” I’ll say, ...
362. Song-Thou Gloomy December
... Fond lovers’ parting is sweet, painful pleasure, ...
