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409. EpigramThe Raptures of Folly
© Robert Burns
THOU greybeard, old Wisdom! may boast of thy treasures;
Give me with young Folly to live;
I grant thee thy calm-blooded, time-settled pleasures,
But Folly has raptures to give.
162. The Bookworms
© Robert Burns
THROUGH and through th inspird leaves,
Ye maggots, make your windings;
But O respect his lordships taste,
And spare his golden bindings.
241. Written in Friars Carse Hermitage (Second Version)
© Robert Burns
THOU whom chance may hither lead,
Be thou clad in russet weed,
Be thou deckt in silken stole,
Grave these counsels on thy soul.
198. SongBraving Angry Winers Storms
© Robert Burns
WHERE, braving angry winters storms,
The lofty Ochils rise,
Far in their shade my Peggys charms
First blest my wondering eyes;
4. SongIn the Character of a Ruined Farmer
© Robert Burns
THE SUN he is sunk in the west,
All creatures retir?d to rest,
While here I sit, all sore beset,
With sorrow, grief, and woe:
And its O, fickle Fortune, O!
425. SongHad I a cave
© Robert Burns
Falsest of womankind, canst thou declare
All thy fond, plighted vows fleeting as air!
To thy new lover hie,
Laugh oer thy perjury;
Then in thy bosom try
What peace is there!
256. SongBeware o Bonie Ann
© Robert Burns
YE gallants bright, I rede you right,
Beware o bonie Ann;
Her comely face sae fu o grace,
Your heart she will trepan:
254. Caledonia: A Ballad
© Robert Burns
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young,
That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line,
From some of your northern deities sprung,
(Who knows not that brave Caledonias divine?)
18. The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm versified
© Robert Burns
O THOU, the first, the greatest friend
Of all the human race!
Whose strong right hand has ever been
Their stay and dwelling place!
530. SongYonder pomp of costly fashion
© Robert Burns
MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion
Round the wealthy, titled bride:
But when compard with real passion,
Poor is all that princely pride.
Mark yonder, &c. (four lines repeated).
461. SongCharlie, hes my Darling
© Robert Burns
TWAS on a Monday morning,
Right early in the year,
That Charlie came to our town,
The young Chevalier.
371. SongLady Mary Ann
© Robert Burns
O LADY Mary Ann looks oer the Castle wa,
She saw three bonie boys playing at the ba,
The youngest he was the flower amang them a,
My bonie laddies young, but hes growin yet.
297. Election Ballad for Westerha
© Robert Burns
THE LADDIES by the banks o Nith
Wad trust his Grace 1 wi a, Jamie;
But hell sair them, as he saird the King
Turn tail and rin awa, Jamie.
207. SongIm Oer Young to Marry yet
© Robert Burns
Chorus.Im oer young, Im oer young,
Im oer young to marry yet;
Im oer young, twad be a sin
To tak me frae my mammy yet.
153. Inscription for the Headstone of Fergusson the Poet
© Robert Burns
NO 1 sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay,
No storied urn nor animated bust;
This simple stone directs pale Scotias way,
To pour her sorrows oer the Poets dust.
135. Epigram on Rough Roads
© Robert Burns
IM now arrivedthanks to the gods!
Thro pathways rough and muddy,
A certain sign that makin roads
Is no this peoples study:
175. Epigram to Miss Jean Scott
© Robert Burns
O HAD each Scot of ancient times
Been, Jeanie Scott, as thou art;
The bravest heart on English ground
Had yielded like a coward.
174. The Bard at Inverary
© Robert Burns
WHOEER he be that sojourns here,
I pity much his case,
Unless he comes to wait upon
The Lord their God, His Grace.
11. SongHeres to thy health, my bonie lass
© Robert Burns
HERES to thy health, my bonie lass,
Gude nicht and joy be wi thee;
Ill come nae mair to thy bower-door,
To tell thee that I loe thee.
373. SongThe Slaves Lament
© Robert Burns
The burden I must bear, while the cruel scourge I fear,
In the lands of Virginia,ginia, O;
And I think on friends most dear, with the bitter, bitter tear,
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
And I think on friends most dear, with the bitter, bitter tear,
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
