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125. Lines to Mr. John Kennedy
© Robert Burns
FAREWELL, dear friend! may guid luck hit you,
And mang her favourites admit you:
If eer Detraction shore to smit you,
May nane believe him,
And ony deil that thinks to get you,
Good Lord, deceive him
32. SongGreen Grow the Rashes
© Robert Burns
Chor.Green grow the rashes, O;
Green grow the rashes, O;
The sweetest hours that eer I spend,
Are spent amang the lasses, O.
66. Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux
© Robert Burns
Thohe was bred to kintra-wark,
And counted was baith wight and stark,
Yet that was never Robins mark
To mak a man;
But tell him, he was learnd and clark,
Ye roosd him then!
130. Natures Law: A Poem
© Robert Burns
LET other heroes boast their scars,
The marks of sturt and strife:
And other poets sing of wars,
The plagues of human life:
292. SongFarewell to the Highlands
© Robert Burns
FAREWELL to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.
59. Death and Dr. Hornbook
© Robert Burns
But just as he began to tell,
The auld kirk-hammer strak the bell
Some wee short hour ayont the twal,
Which raisd us baith:
I took the way that pleasd mysel,
And sae did Death.
37. Epitaph on William Muir
© Robert Burns
AN HONEST man here lies at rest
As eer God with his image blest;
The friend of man, the friend of truth,
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
357. A Grace before Dinner
© Robert Burns
O THOU who kindly dost provide
For every creatures want!
We bless Thee, God of Nature wide,
For all Thy goodness lent:
314. SongTherell never be Peace till Jamie comes hame
© Robert Burns
BY yon Castle wa, at the close of the day,
I heard a man sing, tho his head it was grey:
And as he was singing, the tears doon came,
Therell never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
148. To Miss Logan, with Beatties Poems
© Robert Burns
AGAIN the silent wheels of time
Their annual round have driven,
And you, tho scarce in maiden prime,
Are so much nearer Heaven.
76. To a Mouse
© Robert Burns
Still thou art blest, compard wi me
The present only toucheth thee:
But, Och! I backward cast my ee.
On prospects drear!
An forward, tho I canna see,
I guess an fear!
204. SongLove in the Guise of Friendship
© Robert Burns
YOUR friendship much can make me blest,
O why that bliss destroy!
Why urge the only, one request
You know I will deny!
152. Extempore in the Court of Session
© Robert Burns
LORD ADVOCATEHE clenched his pamphlet in his fist,
He quoted and he hinted,
Till, in a declamation-mist,
His argument he tint it:
379. SongFragmentLove for love
© Robert Burns
ITHERS seek they ken na what,
Features, carriage, and a that;
Gie me love in her I court,
Love to love maks a the sport.
89. The Ordination
© Robert Burns
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an claw,
An pour your creeshie nations;
An ye wha leather rax an draw,
Of a denominations;
6th April 1651 L'Amitie: To Mrs. M. Awbrey
© Katherine Philips
Soule of my soule! my Joy, my crown, my friend!
A name which all the rest doth comprehend;
How happy are we now, whose sols are grown,
By an incomparable mixture, One:
1954
© Sharon Olds
Then dirt scared me, because of the dirt
he had put on her face. And her training bra
scared methe newspapers, morning and evening,
kept saying it, training bra,
