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219. SongTo Daunton Me

© Robert Burns

To daunton me, and me sae young,
Wi his fause heart and flattring tongue,
That is the thing you shall never see,
For an auld man shall never daunton me.
To daunton me, &c.

Animal Cansado

© Alfonsina Storni

Quiero un amor feroz de garra y diente
Que me asalte a traición a pleno día
Y que sofoque esta soberbia mía
este orgullo de ser todo pudiente.

136. PrayerO Thou Dread Power

© Robert Burns

O THOU dread Power, who reignst above,
I know thou wilt me hear,
When for this scene of peace and love,
I make this prayer sincere.

Our President

© Katharine Lee Bates

GOD help him! Ay, and let us help him, too,

Help him with our one hundred million minds

359. SongO May, thy Morn

© Robert Burns

O MAY, thy morn was neer so sweet
As the mirk night o December!
For sparkling was the rosy wine,
And private was the chamber:

The rhyme o' The Raggedy Man's 'at's best
Is Tickle me, Love, in these Lonesome Ribs,--
'Cause that-un's the strangest of all o' the rest,
An' the worst to learn, an' the last one guessed,
An' the funniest one, an' the foolishest.--
Tickle me, Love, in these Lonesome Ribs!

23. Ill go and be a Sodger

© Robert Burns

O WHY the deuce should I repine,
And be an ill foreboder?
Im twenty-three, and five feet nine,
Ill go and be a sodger!

Sonnet: VII: From Fatal Interview

© Edna St. Vincent Millay

Night is my sister, and how deep in love,

How drowned in love and weedily washed ashore,

501. The Solemn League and Covenant

© Robert Burns

THE SOLEMN League and Covenant
Now brings a smile, now brings a tear;
But sacred Freedom, too, was theirs:
If thourt a slave, indulge thy sneer

363. SongMy Native Land sae far awa

© Robert Burns

O SAD and heavy, should I part,
But for her sake, sae far awa;
Unknowing what my way may thwart,
My native land sae far awa.

I Like Canadians

© Ernest Hemingway

By A Foreigner

I like Canadians.

225. SongOf a the Airts the Wind can Blaw

© Robert Burns

OF 1 a the airts the wind can blaw,
I dearly like the west,
For there the bonie lassie lives,
The lassie I loe best:

441. Complimentary Epigram to Mrs. Riddell

© Robert Burns

PRAISE Woman still, his lordship roars,
Deservd or not, no matter?
But thee, whom all my soul adores,
Evn Flattery cannot flatter:

94. Heres his Health in Water

© Robert Burns

ALTHO my back be at the wa,
And tho he be the fautor;
Altho my back be at the wa,
Yet, heres his health in water.

I could bring You Jewelshad I a mind to

I could bring You Jewelshad I a mind to
But You have enoughof those
I could bring You Odors from St. Domingo
Colorsfrom Vera Cruz

508. Inscription at Friars Carse Hermitage

© Robert Burns

TO Riddell, much lamented man,
This ivied cot was dear;
Wandrer, dost value matchless worth?
This ivied cot revere.

325. SongWhat can a Young Lassie do wi an Auld Man?

© Robert Burns

My auld auntie Katie upon me taks pity,
Ill do my endeavour to follow her plan;
Ill cross him an wrack him, until I heartbreak him
And then his auld brass will buy me a new pan,
Ill cross him an wrack him, until I heartbreak him,
And then his auld brass will buy me a new pan.

161. Epigram Addressed to an Artist

© Robert Burns

DEAR , Ill gie ye some advice,
Youll tak it no uncivil:
You shouldna paint at angels mair,
But try and paint the devil.

496. SongMy Nanies awa

© Robert Burns

NOW in her green mantle blythe Nature arrays,
And listens the lambkins that bleat oer her braes;
While birds warble welcomes in ilka green shaw,
But to me its delightlessmy Nanies awa.