Learn

Learn, learn, learn,-

Our beautiful world is not a field for sheep;

Not just a place wherein to laugh and weep,

To eat and drink, to dance and sigh and sleep.

And then to moulder into senseless dust.

Learn, learn, learn,-

Look up and learn-you cannot look too high!

Not for the earthly wealth which brains can buy,

Not for the sake of gold and luxury-

Treasures corrupted by the moth and rust.

Learn, learn, learn,-

As one in whom the Lord has breathed His breath,

And aye redeemèd from the power of death-

Not as the dumb brute-beast that perisheth,

Not as a soulless, thoughtless, thankless clod.

Learn, learn, learn,-

With love and awe and patience-not in haste;

Drink deeply,-do not pass by with a taste;

O make your land a garden, not a waste!-

Your mind bright, to reflect the face of God.

Learn, learn, learn,-

The mystic beauty and the truth of life;

Search out the treasures whereof earth is rife.

Search on all sides, with pain and prayer and strife;

Search even into darkness. Do not fear.

Learn, learn, learn,-

With a true, steadfast heart, lay up your hoard;

God will sort out the treasures you have stored,

And set them in His bright light, afterward.

He will make all your difficulties clear.

Learn, learn, learn,-

Death is no breaking at a certain place;

We only pause there for a little space.

And then-you would not shame Him to His face?-

You, in His Image and own Likeness made!

Learn, learn, learn,-

Walk with wide-open eyes and reverent heart.

Worship as God the beautiful in art.

Though you see now but dimly, and in part,

All shall be clear in time. Be not afraid.

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Poems in English 

• Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: To Daunton Me: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Talk Of Him That’s Far Awa: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Duncan Davison : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Hey, The Dusty Miller: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: How Long And Dreary Is The Night : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: My Hoggie: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Stay My Charmer: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: M’Pherson’s Farewell: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: To The Weavers Gin Ye Go: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: I’m O’er Young To Marry Yet: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Clarinda, Mistress Of My Soul: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Go On, Sweet Bird, And Sooth My Care: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Love In The Guise Of Friendship: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Sylvander To Clarinda: Extempore Reply to Verses addressed to the Author by a Lady, under the signature of “Clarinda” and entitled, On Burns saying he ‘had nothing else to do.’ by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On The Death Of Robert Dundas, Esq., Of Arniston,: Late Lord President of the Court of Session. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Birthday Ode For 31st December, 1787: by Robert Burns

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