Poems begining by &
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208. SongTo the Weavers gin ye go
© Robert Burns
MY heart was ance as blithe and free
As simmer days were lang;
But a bonie, westlin weaver lad
Has gart me change my sang.
168. Boat SongHey, Ca Thro
© Robert Burns
UP wi the carls o Dysart,
And the lads o Buckhaven,
And the kimmers o Largo,
And the lasses o Leven.
340. SongThou Fair Eliza
© Robert Burns
TURN again, thou fair Eliza!
Ae kind blink before we part;
Rue on thy despairing lover,
Canst thou break his faithfu heart?
537. SongO bonie was yon rosy Brier
© Robert Burns
O BONIE was yon rosy brier,
That blooms sae far frae haunt o man;
And bonie she, and ah, how dear!
It shaded frae the eenin sun.
482. SongPretty Peg, my dearie
© Robert Burns
AS I gaed up by yon gate-end,
When day was waxin weary,
Wha did I meet come down the street,
But pretty Peg, my dearie!
401. SongMeg 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.
193. On Scaring some Water-Fowl in Lock Turit
© Robert Burns
WHY, ye tenants of the lake,
For me your watry haunt forsake?
Tell me, fellow-creatures, why
At my presence thus you fly?
539. SongO thats the lassie o my heart
© Robert Burns
O WAT ye wha that loes me
And has my heart a-keeping?
O sweet is she that loes me,
As dews o summer weeping,
In tears the rosebuds steeping!
216. SongDuncan Davison
© Robert Burns
THERE was a lass, they cad her Meg,
And she held oer the moors to spin;
There was a lad that followd her,
They cad him Duncan Davison.
199. SongMy Peggys Charms
© Robert Burns
MY Peggys face, my Peggys form,
The frost of hermit Age might warm;
My Peggys worth, my Peggys mind,
Might charm the first of human kind.
184. SongThe Birks of Aberfeldy
© Robert Burns
Chorus.Bonie lassie, will ye go,
Will ye go, will ye go,
Bonie lassie, will ye go
To the birks of Aberfeldy!
146. Address to Edinburgh
© Robert Burns
EDINA! Scotias darling seat!
All hail thy palaces and towrs,
Where once, beneath a Monarchs feet,
Sat Legislations sovreign powrs:
374. SongO can ye Labour Lea?
© Robert Burns
ChorusO can ye labour lea, young man,
O can ye labour lea?
It fee nor bountith shall us twine
Gin ye can labour lea.
502. Lines to John Syme, Esq., with a dozen of Porter
© Robert Burns
O HAD the malt thy strength of mind,
Or hops the flavour of thy wit,
Twere drink for first of human kind,
A gift that een for Syme were fit.JERUSALEM TAVERN, DUMFRIES.
377. SongThe Country Lass
© Robert Burns
IN simmer, when the hay was mawn,
And corn wavd green in ilka field,
While claver blooms white oer the lea
And roses blaw in ilka beild!
277. SongMy Eppie Adair
© Robert Burns
Chorus.An O my Eppie, my jewel, my Eppie,
Wha wad na be happy wi Eppie Adair?
483. Esteem for Chloris
© Robert Burns
AH, Chloris, since it may not be,
That thou of love wilt hear;
If from the lover thou maun flee,
Yet let the friend be dear.
460. SongThe Lovely Lass o Inverness
© Robert Burns
THE LOVELY lass o Inverness,
Nae joy nor pleasure can she see;
For, een to morn she cries, alas!
And aye the saut tear blins her ee.
532. SongTheir groves o sweet myrtle
© Robert Burns
THEIR groves o sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon,
Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume;
Far dearer to me yon lone glen o green breckan,
Wi the burn stealing under the lang, yellow broom.
531. SongTwas na her bonie blue ee
© Robert Burns
TWAS na her bonie blue ee was my ruin,
Fair tho she be, that was neer my undoin;
Twas the dear smile when nae body did mind us,
Twas the bewitching, sweet, stown glance o kindness:
Twas the bewitching, sweet, stown glance o kindness.
