All Poems
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407. Epigram-Thanks for a National Victory
© Robert Burns
YE hypocrites! are these your pranks?
To murder men and give God thanks!
Desist, for shame!—proceed no further;
God won’t accept your thanks for MURTHER
405. Epigram-Commissary Goldie’s Brains
© Robert Burns
LORD, to account who dares thee call,
Or e’er dispute thy pleasure?
Else why, within so thick a wall,
Enclose so poor a treasure?
404. Epigram-The True Loyal Natives
© Robert Burns
YE true “Loyal Natives” attend to my song
In uproar and riot rejoice the night long;
From Envy and Hatred your corps is exempt,
But where is your shield from the darts of Contempt!
402. Song-Meg o’ the Mill (Another Version)
© Robert Burns
O KEN ye what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten,
An’ ken ye what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten?
A braw new naig wi’ the tail o’ a rottan,
And that’s what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten.
401. Song-Meg o’ the Mill
© Robert Burns
O KEN ye what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten,
An’ ken ye what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten?
She gotten a coof wi’ a claut o’ siller,
And broken the heart o’ the barley Miller.
400. Song-Lovely young Jessie
© Robert Burns
TRUE hearted was he, the sad swain o’ the Yarrow,
And fair are the maids on the banks of the Ayr;
4. Song-In 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 it’s O, fickle Fortune, O!
399. Song-Open the door to me, oh
© Robert Burns
OH, open the door, some pity to shew,
Oh, open the door to me, oh,
Tho’ thou hast been false, I’ll ever prove true,
Oh, open the door to me, oh.
397. Song-Wandering Willie (Revised Version)
© Robert Burns
HERE awa, there awa, wandering Willie,
Here awa, there awa, haud awa hame;
396. Song-Wandering Willie
© Robert Burns
HERE awa, there awa, wandering Willie,
Now tired with wandering, haud awa hame;
394. Song-Braw Lads o’ Gala Water
© Robert Burns
BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow-braes,
They rove amang the blooming heather;
But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shaws
Can match the lads o’ Galla Water.
392. Song-Poortith cauld and restless love
© Robert Burns
O POORTITH cauld, and restless love,
Ye wrack my peace between ye;
Yet poortith a’ I could forgive,
An ’twere na for my Jeanie.
391. A Tippling Ballad-When Princes and Prelates, etc
© Robert Burns
WHEN Princes and Prelates,
And hot-headed zealots,
390. Song-A Health to them that’s awa
© Robert Burns
Note 1. Charles James Fox. [back]
Note 2. Hon. Thos. Erskine, afterwards Lord Erskine. [back]
386. The Rights of Women-Spoken by Miss Fontenelle
© Robert Burns
WHILE Europe’s eye is fix’d on mighty things,
The fate of Empires and the fall of Kings;
While quacks of State must each produce his plan,
And even children lisp the Rights of Man;
Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention,
The Rights of Woman merit some attention.
385. Song-Auld Rob Morris
© Robert Burns
THERE’S Auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen,
He’s the King o’ gude fellows, and wale o’ auld men;
He has gowd in his coffers, he has owsen and kine,
And ae bonie lass, his dautie and mine.
384. Song-Highland Mary
© Robert Burns
YE banks, and braes, and streams around
The castle o’ Montgomery!
383. Song-My Wife’s a winsome wee thing
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a lo’esome wee thing,
This dear wee wife o’ mine.
382. Song-I’ll meet thee on the Lea Rig
© Robert Burns
WHEN o’er the hill the eastern star
Tells bughtin time is near, my jo,
