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Born in January 25, 1759 / Died in July 21, 1796 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Robert Burns

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442. Remorseful Apology

... THE FRIEND whom, wild from Wisdom’s way, ...

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248. Pegasus at Wanlockhead

... Through frosty hills the journey lay, ...

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19. A Prayer in the Prospect of Death

... Thou know’st that Thou hast formed me ...

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302. Elegy on Willie Nicol’s Mare

... And much oppress’d and bruis’d she was, ...

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34. Remorse: A Fragment

... That press the soul, or wring the mind with anguish ...

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431. Song—Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn

... See approach proud EDWARD’S power— ...

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391. A Tippling Ballad—When Princes and Prelates, etc.

... · · · · · · · But truce with commotions, ...

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133. The Brigs of Ayr

... The drowsy Dungeon-clock 2 had number’d two, and Wallace Tower 3 had sworn the fact was true: ...

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235. Song—The Fall of the Leaf

... And downward, how weaken’d, how darken’d, how pain’d! ...

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412. A Grace after Meat

... Let William Hislop give the spirit ...

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Lament For Culloden

... Their graves are growing green to see: ...

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306. Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790

... And Welsh who ne’er yet flinch’d his ground, ...

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38. Epitaph on my Ever Honoured Father

... For “ev’n his failings lean’d to virtue’s side ...

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45. My Girl she’s Airy: A Fragment

... She’s always good natur’d, good humour’d, and free ...

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Fareweel To A'Our Scottish Fame

... Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!What force or guile could not subdue ...