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The Poetry of Robert Burns

Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson

Burns, Robert (1759-1796)

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TO THE WEAVER'S GIN YE GO

O, WHISTLE AN' I'LL COME TO YE, MY LAD

I'M O'ER YOUNG TO MARRY YET

THE BIRKS OF ABERFELDIE

M'PHERSON'S FAREWELL

MY HIGHLAND LASSIE, O

THO' CRUEL FATE

STAY, MY CHARMER

STRATHALLAN'S LAMENT

UP IN THE MORNING EARLY

THE YOUNG HIGHLAND ROVER

THE DUSTY MILLER

I DREAM'D I LAY

THENIEL MENZIES' BONIE MARY

LADY ONLIE, HONEST LUCKY

THE BANKS OF THE DEVON

LANDLADY, COUNT THE LAWIN

RAVING WINDS AROUND HER BLOWING

HOW LANG AND DREARY IS THE NIGHT

MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN

O'ER THE WATER TO CHARLIE

A ROSE-BUD, BY MY EARLY WALK

AND I'LL KISS THEE YET

RATTLIN, ROARIN WILLIE

WHERE, BRAVING ANGRY WINTER'S STORMS

O TIBBIE, I HAE SEEN THE DAY

CLARINDA, MISTRESS OF MY SOUL

THE WINTER IT IS PAST

I LOVE MY LOVE IN SECRET

SWEET TIBBIE DUNBAR

THE TAILOR FELL THRO' THE BED

BEWARE O' BONIE ANN

LADDIE, LIE NEAR ME

THE GARD'NER WI' HIS PAIDLE

ON A BANK OF FLOWERS

THE DAY RETURNS

MY LOVE, SHE'S BUT A LASSIE YET

JAMIE, COME TRY ME

THE SILVER TASSIE

THE CAPTAIN'S LADY

OF A' THE AIRTS

CARL, AN THE KING COME

WHISTLE O'ER THE LAVE O'T

O, WERE I ON PARNASSUS HILL

THE CAPTIVE RIBBAND

THERE'S A YOUTH IN THIS CITY

MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS

JOHN ANDERSON MY JO

AWA', WHIGS, AWA'

CA' THE YOWES TO THE KNOWES

O, MERRY HAE I BEEN

A MOTHER'S LAMENT

THE WHITE COCKADE

THE BRAES O' BALLOCHMYLE

THE RANTIN DOG, THE DADDIE O'T

THOU LINGERING STAR

THE BATTLE OF SHERRAMUIR

YOUNG JOCKIE WAS THE BLYTHEST LAD

A WAUKRIFE MINNIE

THO' WOMEN'S MINDS

WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT

THE BLUE-EYED LASSIE

THE BANKS OF NITH

CRAIGIEBURN WOOD

FRAE THE FRIENDS AND LAND I LOVE

O JOHN, COME KISS ME NOW

COCK UP YOUR BEAVER

MY TOCHER'S THE JEWEL

GUIDWIFE, COUNT THE LAWIN

THERE'LL NEVER BE PEACE TILL JAMIE COMES HAME

WHAT CAN A YOUNG LASSIE

THE BONIE LAD THAT'S FAR AWA

I DO CONFESS THOU ART SAE FAIR

SENSIBILITY HOW CHARMING

YON WILD MOSSY MOUNTAINS

I HAE BEEN AT CROOKIEDEN

IT IS NA, JEAN, THY BONIE FACE

MY EPPIE MACNAB

WHA IS THAT AT MY BOWER DOOR

BONIE WEE THING

THE TITHER MORN

THE WEARY PUND O' TOW

I HAE A WIFE O' MY AIN

WHEN SHE CAM BEN, SHE BOBBED

O, FOR ANE-AND-TWENTY, TAM

O, KENMURE'S ON AND AWA, WILLIE

O, LEEZE ME ON MY SPINNIN-WHEEL

MY COLLIER LADDIE

NITHSDALE'S WELCOME HAME

IN SIMMER, WHEN THE HAY WAS MAWN

YE JACOBITES BY NAME

THE BANKS O' DOON

SUCH A PARCEL OF ROGUES IN A NATION

KELLYBURN BRAES

THE SLAVE'S LAMENT

THE SONG OF DEATH

THE GALLANT WEAVER

O, CAN YE LABOUR LEA

THE DEUK'S DANG O'ER MY DADDIE

SHE'S FAIR AND FAUSE

THE DEIL'S AWA WI' TH'EXCISEMAN

THE LOVELY LASS OF INVERNESS

A RED, RED ROSE

AS I STOOD BY YON ROOFLESS TOWER

O, AN YE WERE DEAD, GUIDMAN

LOUIS, WHAT RECK I BY THEE

HAD I THE WYTE?

COMIN THRO' THE RYE

OUT OVER THE FORTH

WANTONNESS FOR EVERMAIR

CHARLIE HE'S MY DARLING

THE LASS O' ECCLEFECHAN

THE COOPER O' CUDDY

FOR THE SAKE O' SOMEBODY

THERE'S THREE TRUE GUID FELLOWS

SAE FLAXEN WERE HER RINGLETS

THE LASS THAT MADE THE BED

THE REEL O' STUMPIE

I'LL AY CA' IN BY YON TOWN

O, WAT YE WHA'S IN YON TOWN

WHEREFORE SIGHING ART THOU, PHILLIS?

O MAY, THY MORN

AS I CAME O'ER THE CAIRNEY MOUNT

HIGHLAND LADDIE

WILT THOU BE MY DEARIE?

LOVELY POLLY STEWART

THE HIGHLAND BALOU

BANNOCKS O' BEAR MEAL

WAE IS MY HEART

HERE'S HIS HEALTH IN WATER

THE WINTER OF LIFE

THERE GROWS A BONIE BRIER-BUSH

HERE'S TO THY HEALTH

IT WAS A' FOR OUR RIGHTFU' KING

THE HIGHLAND WIDOW'S LAMENT

THOU GLOOMY DECEMBER

MY PEGGY'S FACE, MY PEGGY'S FORM

O, STEER HER UP, AN' HAUD HER GAUN

WEE WILLIE GRAY

WE'RE A' NODDIN

O, AY MY WIFE SHE DANG ME

O, GUID ALE COMES

ROBIN SHURE IN HAIRST

DOES HAUGHTY GAUL INVASION THREAT?

O, ONCE I LOV'D A BONIE LASS

MY LORD A-HUNTING

MEG O' THE MILL

JOCKIE'S TA'EN THE PARTING KISS

O, LAY THY LOOF IN MINE, LASS

CAULD IS THE E'ENIN BLAST

THERE WAS A BONIE LASS

THERE'S NEWS, LASSES, NEWS

O, THAT I HAD NE'ER BEEN MARRIED

MALLY'S MEEK, MALLY'S SWEET

WANDERING WILLIE

BRAW LADS O' GALLA WATER

AULD ROB MORRIS

OPEN THE DOOR TO ME, O

WHEN WILD WAR'S DEADLY BLAST

DELUDED SWAIN, THE PLEASURE

HERE IS THE GLEN

LET NOT WOMEN E'ER COMPLAIN

O POORTITH CAULD

O, STAY, SWEET WARBLING WOOD-LARK

SAW YE BONIE LESLEY

SWEET FA'S THE EVE

ADOWN WINDING NITH

A LASS WI' A TOCHER

BLYTHE HAE I BEEN ON YON HILL

BY ALLAN STREAM

CANST THOU LEAVE ME

COME, LET ME TAKE THEE

CONTENTED WI' LITTLE

FAREWELL, THOU STREAM

HERE'S A HEALTH

HOW CRUEL ARE THE PARENTS

HUSBAND, HUSBAND, CEASE YOUR STRIFE

IT WAS THE CHARMING MONTH

LAST MAY A BRAW WOOER

NOW SPRING HAS CLAD

O, THIS IS NO MY AIN LASSIE

O, WAT YE WHA THAT LO'ES ME

THEIR GROVES O' SWEET MYRTLE

THOU HAST LEFT ME EVER, JAMIE

MY CHLORIS, MARK

FAIREST MAID ON DEVON BANKS

LASSIE WI' THE LINT-WHITE LOCKS

LONG, LONG THE NIGHT

WHERE ARE THE JOYS

BEHOLD THE HOUR

FORLORN MY LOVE

CA' THE YOWES TO THE KNOWES

HOW CAN MY POOR HEART

IS THERE FOR HONEST POVERTY

MARK YONDER POMP

O, LET ME IN THIS AE NIGHT

O PHILLY, HAPPY BE THAT DAY

O, WERE MY LOVE

THERE WAS A LASS

MY WIFE'S A WINSOME WEE THING

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ON CHLORIS

REQUESTING ME TO GIVE HER A SPRIG OF BLOSSOMED THORN

From the white-blossom'd sloe my dear Chloris requested
A sprig, her fair breast to adorn:
‘No, by Heaven!’ I exclaim'd, ‘let me perish for ever,
Ere I plant in that bosom a thorn!’