All Poems
/ page 27 of 3210 /
270. Song-The Captain’s Lady
© Robert Burns
WHEN the drums do beat, and the cannons rattle,
Thou shalt sit in state, and see thy love in battle:
When the drums do beat, and the cannons rattle,
Thou shalt sit in state, and see thy love in battle.
O mount and go, &c.
269. Song-Sweet Tibbie Dunbar
© Robert Burns
O WILT thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
O wilt thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car,
Or walk by my side, O sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
268. Song-I Love my Love in Secret
© Robert Burns
MY Sandy gied to me a ring,
Was a’ beset wi’ diamonds fine;
But I gied him a far better thing,
I gied my heart in pledge o’ his ring.
267. Song-Jamie, Come Try Me
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—Jamie, come try me,
Jamie, come try me,
If thou would win my love,
Jamie, come try me.
266. Song-The Banks of Nith
© Robert Burns
THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea,
Where royal cities stately stand;
265. Song-Young Jockie was the Blythest Lad
© Robert Burns
YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad,
In a’ our town or here awa;
Fu’ blythe he whistled at the gaud,
Fu’ lightly danc’d he in the ha’.
264. Song-On a Bank of Flowers
© Robert Burns
ON a bank of flowers, in a summer day,
For summer lightly drest,
263. Song-The Gardener wi’ his Paidle
© Robert Burns
WHEN rosy May comes in wi’ flowers,
To deck her gay, green-spreading bowers,
Then busy, busy are his hours,
The Gard’ner wi’ his paidle.
256. Song-Beware o’ Bonie Ann
© Robert Burns
YE gallants bright, I rede you right,
Beware o’ bonie Ann;
Rutherford's Division of the Atom
© Zitner Sheldon
No one will ever feel those minute temors,that career of particlesdisguised as person, place, and thing
The Prospect Behind Us
© Zitner Sheldon
There are more poets per capita in Canada than in any other country,including the countries that have not yet developed prose,
250. Song-She’s Fair and Fause
© Robert Burns
SHE’S fair and fause that causes my smart,
I lo’ed her meikle and lang;
A Hoffa Lieutenant Reminisces
© Zitner Sheldon
This world, you want results,Even you're GodamightyYou do what you got to--Fire, flood, whatever.
For Murray Hunter, M.D.
© Zitner Sheldon
Hair and skin one whiteness, eyelids locked,his stillness is the stillness of the bedclothes;his words, not speech but systems emptying out:Death is taking back the small distinctionsbetween man and man and man and anything
Dining Alone
© Zitner Sheldon
So all of you decided not to appearfor our usual at the usual time and place
Deus Abconditus
© Zitner Sheldon
Where women groan in labour He does not goto uncurl the clubfoot or forestall dementia,
The Bad News
© Zitner Sheldon
The first time a messenger brought the bad news we shot him,and the second and the third
246. Song-Robin Shure in Hairst
© Robert Burns
HIS face with smile eternal drest,
Just like the Landlord’s to his Guest’s,
