The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns

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D. Appleton, 1869 - 612 sider
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The Cotters Saturday Night
105
Halloween
111
Scotch Drink
120
The Vision
130
A Dream
138
Address to Edinburgh
146
Stop passenger my storys brief 319
152
Lines on scaring some WaterFowl in Loch Turit
156
Accept the gift a friend sincere 602
159
Talk not to me of savages 881
168
Adown winding Nith 469
174
Inscription for an altar to Independence
176
Hail Poesie thou nymph reserved
177
As on the banks o wandering Nith 608
180
The Solemn League and Covenant 610
182
Fragment inscribed to the Right Hon C J Fox
184
No more of your guests be they titled or not 338
187
Remorse A Fragment
190
Cease ye prudes your envious railing 332
194
A Prayer left in a room of a Reverend Friends house where the Author
196
Thou bed in which I first began 604
201
Winter A Dirge
202
A Winter Night
208
O thou pale orb that silent shines
211
Lines sent to Sir John Whitefoord
216
Dear Smith the sleest pawkie thief
218
To John Lapraik an old Scottish Bard
223
To the same
231
To the same
237
Peg Nicholson was a gude bay mare 827
238
am a keeper of the law
239
To John Goudie Kilmarnock
245
Wow but your letter made me vauntie
249
To a Tailor
252
To a Gentleman who had sent him a Newspaper and offered to continue
258
Dweller in yon dungeon dark 811
259
hold it sir my bounden duty
263
To Robert Graham Esq of Fintra
264
To Mrs Dunlop on Newyears Day
269
lang hae thought my youthfu friend
271
To Mr MAdam of CraigenGillan
276
To a Young Lady with a present of a pair of Drinkingglasses
282
Through and through the inspired leaves 609
283
The Ordination
293
The Twa Herds
299
Holy Willies Prayer 805
305
Right sir your text Ill prove it true 808
308
Ode Sacred to the Memory of Mrs of
311
Sad thy tale thou idle page 815
315
Tam Samsons Elegy
320
Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux
326
murder hate by field or flood
328
Epitaph on Miss Jessy Lewars
330
Upon that night when fairies light 111
331
Ye hypocrites are these your pranks? 611
333
Extemporaneous Effusion on being appointed to the Excise
336
Kilmarnock wabsters fidge an claw 293
340
For Gavin Hamilton Esq
342
Sensibility how charming 271
345
Banks o bonnie Doon 866
346
Damon and Sylvia 508
351
Is this thy plighted fond regard 477
353
Bessy and her spinningwheel 869
355
Oh steer her up 570
356
Lady Mary Ann 555
362
Does haughty Gaul invasion threat 435
366
The cooper o Cuddie 562
368
Bonnie Ann 431
370
Where Cart rins rowin to the sea 486
376
Bonnie Leslie
413
On a bank of flowers
414
Wilt thou be my dearie
417
Ye banks and braes o bonnie Doon 365
423
Jockeys taen the parting kiss
429
Fair the face of orient day
433
Macphersons Farewell
443
Bonnie Peg
444
On Cessnock banks there lives a lass 499
446
John Anderson my jo John 859
449
Bonnie wee thing 886
454
The heather was blooming the meadows were maun 501
455
Fate gave the word the arrow sped 392
460
Merry hae I been teethin a heckle 543
461
PegaRamsay 573
468
Gane is the day and mirks the night 410
469
Let me ryke up to dight that tear 524
472
Farewell to Nancy 895
475
cease to care 427
477
How cruel are the parents
478
A Highland lad my love was born 522
480
The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the hill
483
Galla Water 467
485
Q Oh wha is she that loes me
490
am a bard of no regard 526
492
My heart is sair 438
493
Ye Jacobites by name
495
My bonnie lass I work in brass 525
496
The Deils awa wi the Exciseman
501
An O my Eppie 544
507
Polly Stewart
508
Theres braw braw lads on Yarrow braes 467
509
My heart was ance 529
510
The deuks dang owre my daddy
514
Oh Mallys meek Mallys sweet 57
517
hae a wife o my ain 386
520
Sae far awa 563
521
The joyful widower 582
530
Oh wat you whas in yon town 418
531
cease to care 427
532
a cave 469
534
Tam Glen 357
537
Captain Grose 879
538
The tailor
539
My love shes but a lassie yet
541
Highland Mary 400
546
Powers celestial whose protection 400
547
Oh why the deuce should I repine 512
548
The tither morn
549
Oh how shall I unskilfu try
550
The cardin ot
556
Up wi the carles o Dysart
558
Come down the back stairs 582
560
Yon wild mossy mountains so lofty and wide 495
561
The bairns gat out wi an unco shout 514
564
The Whistle 458
566
Oh ken ye what Meg o the mill has gotten 447
574
The Farewell
575
Lament in rhyme lament in prose 164
579
Written in FriarsCarse Hermitage on the banks of the Nith from
581
The Kirks Alarm second version
588
Long life my lord an health be yours
591
On seeing Miss Fontenelle in a favorite character
596
Wae is my heart and the tear s in my ee 500
600
Verses written under violent Grief whilst he contemplated sailing
602
Verses on the destruction of the Woods near Drumlanrig
608
What needs this din about the town o Lonon 186
610
Sing on sweet thrush upon the leafless bough 158
611

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Side 298 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Side 347 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Side 110 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And oh! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From Luxury's contagion weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle.
Side 106 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Side 108 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Side 487 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Side 205 - So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn. If I'm designed yon lordling's slave — By nature's law designed, Why was an independent wish E'er planted in my mind ? If not, why am I subject to His cruelty or scorn ? Or why has man the will and power To make his fellow mourn...
Side 378 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
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Side 93 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the Rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether Time nor Tide, The hour approaches Tarn maun ride ; That hour, o...

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