Robert Burns: Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay:
Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay 1795 Type: Poem Cauld is the e’enin blast, O’ Boreas o’er the pool, An’ dawin’ it is dreary, When birks are bare at Yule. Cauld blaws the e’enin blast, When bitter bites the frost, And, in the mirk and dreary drift, The hills and glens are lost: Ne’er sae murky blew the […]
Robert Burns: Epigram On Mr. James Gracie:
Epigram On Mr. James Gracie 1795 Type: Epigram Gracie, thou art a man of worth, O be thou Dean for ever! May he be damned to hell henceforth, Who fauts thy weight or measure! ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel […]
Robert Burns: Epitaph For Mr. Gabriel Richardson:
Epitaph For Mr. Gabriel Richardson 1795 Type: Epitaph Here Brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct, And empty all his barrels: He’s blest-if, as he brew’d, he drink, In upright, honest morals. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the parallel world of […]
Robert Burns: Apology For Declining An Invitation To Dine:
Apology For Declining An Invitation To Dine 1795 Type: Poem No more of your guests, be they titled or not, And cookery the first in the nation; Who is proof to thy personal converse and wit, Is proof to all other temptation. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry […]
Robert Burns: Jerusalem Tavern, Dumfries.: Inscription On A Goblet
Jerusalem Tavern, Dumfries. Inscription On A Goblet1795 Type: Poem There’s Death in the cup, so beware! Nay, more-there is danger in touching; But who can avoid the fell snare, The man and his wine’s so bewitching! ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category […]
Robert Burns: Compliments Of John Syme Of Ryedale: Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter.
Compliments Of John Syme Of Ryedale Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter.1795 Type: Poem 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 e’en for Syme were fit. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry […]
Robert Burns: The Solemn League And Covenant:
The Solemn League And Covenant 1795 Type: Poem The Solemn League and Covenant Now brings a smile, now brings a tear; But sacred Freedom, too, was theirs: If thou’rt a slave, indulge thy sneer. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel […]
Robert Burns: Craigieburn Wood:
Craigieburn Wood 1795 Type: Poem Sweet fa’s the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a’ the pride o’ Spring’s return Can yield me nocht but sorrow. I see the flowers and spreading trees, I hear the wild birds singing; But what a weary wight can please, And Care his bosom wringing! […]
Robert Burns: A Man’s A Man For A’ That:
A Man’s A Man For A’ That 1795 Type: Song Tune: For a’ that. Is there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an’ a’ that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare be poor for a’ that! For a’ that, an’ a’ that. Our toils obscure an’ a’ that, The rank is […]
Robert Burns: For The Sake O’ Somebody:
For The Sake O’ Somebody 1794 Type: Poem My heart is sair-I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody; I could wake a winter night For the sake o’ Somebody. O-hon! for Somebody! O-hey! for Somebody! I could range the world around, For the sake o’ Somebody. Ye Powers that smile on […]
Robert Burns: The Tear-Drop:
The Tear-Drop 1794 Type: Poem Wae is my heart, and the tear’s in my e’e; Lang, lang has Joy been a stranger to me: Forsaken and friendless, my burden I bear, And the sweet voice o’ Pity ne’er sounds in my ear. Love thou hast pleasures, and deep hae I luv’d; Love, thou hast […]
Robert Burns: My Nanie’s Awa:
My Nanie’s Awa 1794 Type: Song Tune: There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame. Now in her green mantle blythe Nature arrays, And listens the lambkins that bleat o’er her braes; While birds warble welcomes in ilka green shaw, But to me it’s delightless-my Nanie’s awa. The snawdrap and primrose our woodlands adorn, […]
Robert Burns: Canst Thou Leave Me Thus, My Katie:
Canst Thou Leave Me Thus, My Katie 1794 Type: Song Tune: Roy’s Wife. Chorus-Canst thou leave me thus, my Katie? Canst thou leave me thus, my Katie? Well thou know’st my aching heart, And canst thou leave me thus, for pity? Is this thy plighted, fond regard, Thus cruelly to part, my Katie? Is […]
Robert Burns: Farewell Thou Stream:
Farewell Thou Stream 1794 Type: Song Tune: Nansie’s to the greenwood gane. Farewell, thou stream that winding flows Around Eliza’s dwelling; O mem’ry! spare the cruel thoes Within my bosom swelling. Condemn’d to drag a hopeless chain And yet in secret languish; To feel a fire in every vein, Nor dare disclose my anguish. […]
Robert Burns: Contented Wi’ Little And Cantie Wi’ Mair:
Contented Wi’ Little And Cantie Wi’ Mair 1794 Type: Song Tune: Lumps o’ Puddin’. Contented wi’ little, and cantie wi’ mair, Whene’er I forgather wi’ Sorrow and Care, I gie them a skelp as they’re creeping alang, Wi’ a cog o’ gude swats and an auld Scottish sang. Chorus-Contented wi’ little, &c. I whiles […]
Robert Burns: Philly And Willy:
Philly And Willy 1794 Type: Song Tune: The Sow’s tail to Geordie. He. O Philly, happy be that day, When roving thro’ the gather’d hay, My youthfu’ heart was stown away, And by thy charms, my Philly. She. O Willy, aye I bless the grove Where first I own’d my maiden love, Whilst thou […]
Robert Burns: Lassie Wi’ The Lint-White Locks:
Lassie Wi’ The Lint-White Locks 1794 Type: Song Tune: Rothiemurchie’s Rant. Chorus.-Lassie wi’the lint-white locks, Bonie lassie, artless lassie, Wilt thou wi’ me tent the flocks, Wilt thou be my Dearie, O? Now Nature cleeds the flowery lea, And a’ is young and sweet like thee, O wilt thou share its joys wi’ me, […]
Robert Burns: The Charming Month Of May:
The Charming Month Of May 1794 Type: Song Tune: Daintie Davie. It was the charming month of May, When all the flow’rs were fresh and gay. One morning, by the break of day, The youthful, charming Chloe- From peaceful slumber she arose, Girt on her mantle and her hose, And o’er the flow’ry mead […]
Robert Burns: Behold, My Love, How Green The Groves:
Behold, My Love, How Green The Groves 1794 Type: Song Tune: My lodging is on the cold ground. Behold, my love, how green the groves, The primrose banks how fair; The balmy gales awake the flowers, And wave thy flowing hair. The lav’rock shuns the palace gay, And o’er the cottage sings: For Nature […]
Robert Burns: The Winter Of Life:
The Winter Of Life 1794 Type: Poem But lately seen in gladsome green, The woods rejoic’d the day, Thro’ gentle showers, the laughing flowers In double pride were gay: But now our joys are fled On winter blasts awa; Yet maiden May, in rich array, Again shall bring them a’. But my white pow, […]
Robert Burns: The Lover’s Morning Salute To His Mistress:
The Lover’s Morning Salute To His Mistress 1794 Type: Song Tune: Deil tak the wars. Sleep’st thou, or wak’st thou, fairest creature? Rosy morn now lifts his eye, Numbering ilka bud which Nature Waters wi’ the tears o’ joy. Now, to the streaming fountain, Or up the heathy mountain, The hart, hind, and roe, […]
Robert Burns: Inconstancy In Love:
Inconstancy In Love 1794 Type: Song Tune: Duncan Gray. Let not Woman e’er complain Of inconstancy in love; Let not Woman e’er complain Fickle Man is apt to rove: Look abroad thro’ Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty Law is change, Ladies, would it not seem strange Man should then a monster prove! Mark the winds, […]
Robert Burns: How Lang And Dreary Is The Night:
How Lang And Dreary Is The Night 1794 Type: Poem How lang and dreary is the night When I am frae my Dearie; I restless lie frae e’en to morn Though I were ne’er sae weary. Chorus.-For oh, her lanely nights are lang! And oh, her dreams are eerie; And oh, her window’d heart […]
Robert Burns: Saw Ye My Dear, My Philly:
Saw Ye My Dear, My Philly 1794 Type: Song Tune: When she cam’ ben she bobbit. O saw ye my Dear, my Philly? O saw ye my Dear, my Philly, She’s down i’ the grove, she’s wi’ a new Love, She winna come hame to her Willy. What says she my dear, my Philly? […]
Robert Burns: Esteem For Chloris:
Esteem For Chloris 1794 Type: Poem As, 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. Altho’ I love my Chloris mair Than ever tongue could tell; My passion I will ne’er declare- I’ll say, I wish thee […]
Robert Burns: Pretty Peg:
Pretty Peg 1794 Type: Poem 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! Her air sae sweet, an’ shape complete, Wi’ nae proportion wanting, The Queen of Love did never move Wi’ motion mair enchanting. Wi’ linked […]
Robert Burns: On Andrew Turner:
On Andrew Turner 1794 Type: Poem In se’enteen hunder’n forty-nine, The deil gat stuff to mak a swine, An’ coost it in a corner; But wilily he chang’d his plan, An’ shap’d it something like a man, An’ ca’d it Andrew Turner. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry […]
Robert Burns: On An Innkeeper Nicknamed “The Marquis”:
On An Innkeeper Nicknamed “The Marquis” 1794 Type: Poem Here lies a mock Marquis, whose titles were shamm’d, If ever he rise, it will be to be damn’d. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the parallel world of translating […]
Robert Burns: On A Swearing Coxcomb:
On A Swearing Coxcomb 1794 Type: Poem Here cursing, swearing Burton lies, A buck, a beau, or “Dem my eyes!” Who in his life did little good, And his last words were “Dem my blood!” ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category […]
Robert Burns: On A Suicide:
On A Suicide 1794 Type: Poem Earth’d up, here lies an imp o’ hell, Planted by Satan’s dibble; Poor silly wretch, he’s damned himsel’, To save the Lord the trouble. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the parallel world […]
Robert Burns: On Hearing It Asserted Falsehood: is expressed in the Rev. Dr. Babington’s very looks.
On Hearing It Asserted Falsehood is expressed in the Rev. Dr. Babington’s very looks.1794 Type: Poem That there is a falsehood in his looks, I must and will deny: They tell their Master is a knave, And sure they do not lie. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by […]
Robert Burns: On Being Shewn A Beautiful Country Seat : Belonging to the same Laird [not quite so wise as Solomon].
On Being Shewn A Beautiful Country Seat Belonging to the same Laird [not quite so wise as Solomon].1794 Type: Poem We grant they’re thine, those beauties all, So lovely in our eye; Keep them, thou eunuch, Cardoness, For others to enjoy! ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject […]
Robert Burns: Epigram On A Country Laird,: not quite so wise as Solomon.
Epigram On A Country Laird, not quite so wise as Solomon.1794 Type: Epigram Bless Jesus Christ, O Cardonessp, With grateful, lifted eyes, Who taught that not the soul alone, But body too shall rise; For had He said “the soul alone From death I will deliver,” Alas, alas! O Cardoness, Then hadst thou lain for […]
Robert Burns: On Seeing Mrs. Kemble In Yarico:
On Seeing Mrs. Kemble In Yarico 1794 Type: Poem Kemble, thou cur’st my unbelief For Moses and his rod; At Yarico’s sweet nor of grief The rock with tears had flow’d. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the parallel […]
Robert Burns: On Chloris: Requesting me to give her a Spring of Blossomed Thorn.
On Chloris Requesting me to give her a Spring of Blossomed Thorn.1794 Type: Poem From the white-blossom’d sloe my dear Chloris requested A sprig, her fair breast to adorn: No, by Heavens! I exclaim’d, let me perish, if ever I plant in that bosom a thorn! ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry […]
Robert Burns: To The Beautiful Miss Eliza J-N: On her Principles of Liberty and Equality.
To The Beautiful Miss Eliza J-N On her Principles of Liberty and Equality.1794 Type: Poem How, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee nam’d? Equality too! hussey, art not asham’d? Free and Equal indeed, while mankind thou enchainest, And over their hearts a proud Despot so reignest. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page […]
Robert Burns: To Dr. Maxwell: On Miss Jessy Staig’s recovery.
To Dr. Maxwell On Miss Jessy Staig’s recovery.1794 Type: Poem Maxwell, if merit here you crave, That merit I deny; You save fair Jessie from the grave!- An Angel could not die! ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the parallel […]
Robert Burns: She Says She Loes Me Best Of A’:
She Says She Loes Me Best Of A’ 1794 Type: Song Tune: Oonagh’s Waterfall. Sae flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o’er-arching Twa laughing e’en o’ lovely blue; Her smiling, sae wyling. Wad make a wretch forget his woe; What pleasure, what treasure, Unto these rosy lips to grow! […]
Robert Burns: Ca’ The Yowes To The Knowes: Second Version
Ca’ The Yowes To The Knowes Second Version1794 Type: Poem Chorus.-Ca’the yowes to the knowes, Ca’ them where the heather grows, Ca’ them where the burnie rowes, My bonie Dearie. Hark the mavis’ e’ening sang, Sounding Clouden’s woods amang; Then a-faulding let us gang, My bonie Dearie. Ca’ the yowes, &c. We’ll gae down by […]
Robert Burns: On The Seas And Far Away:
On The Seas And Far Away 1794 Type: Song Tune: O’er the hills and far away. How can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad; How can I the thought forego- He’s on the seas to meet the foe? Let me wander, let me rove, Still my heart is with […]