We severed in Autumn early,

Ere the earth was torn by the plough;

The wheat and the oats and the barley

Are ripe for the harvest now.

We sunder’d one misty morning

Ere the hills were dimm’d by the rain;

Through the flowers those hills adorning —

Thou comest not back again.

My heart is heavy and weary

With the weight of a weary soul;

The mid-day glare grows dreary,

And dreary the midnight scroll.

The corn-stalks sigh for the sickle,

‘Neath the load of their golden grain;

I sigh for a mate more fickle —

Thou comest not back again.

The warm sun riseth and setteth,

The night bringeth moistening dew,

But the soul that longeth forgetteth

The warmth and the moisture too.

In the hot sun rising and setting

There is naught save feverish pain;

There are tears in the night-dews wetting —

Thou comest not back again.

Thy voice in my ear still mingles

With the voices of whisp’ring trees,

Thy kiss on my cheek still tingles

At each kiss of the summer breeze.

While dreams of the past are thronging

For substance of shades in vain,

I am waiting, watching and longing —

Thou comest not back again.

Waiting and watching ever,

Longing and lingering yet;

Leaves rustle and corn-stalks quiver,

Winds murmur and waters fret.

No answer they bring, no greeting,

No speech, save that sad refrain,

Nor voice, save an echo repeating —

He cometh not back again.

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• Robert Burns: Address To The Woodlark: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Does Haughty Gaul Invasion Threat?: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Had I The Wyte? She Bade Me: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Lass That Made The Bed To Me : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Cooper O’ Cuddy: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Cardin O’t, The Spinnin O’t: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Inscription For An Altar Of Independence: At Kerroughtree, the Seat of Mr. Heron. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Ballad Third – John Bushby’s Lamentation. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Second-Election Day by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Ballad First by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O Wat Ye Wha’s In Yon Town: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: I’ll Aye Ca’ In By Yon Town: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Her Answer: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O Let Me In Thes Ae Night: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Lass O’ Ecclefechan: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O Steer Her Up An’ Haud Her Gaun: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Gude Ale Keeps The Heart Aboon: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O Aye My Wife She Dang Me: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Wee Willie Gray: by Robert Burns

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