The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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CAULD IS THE E'ENIN BLAST |
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CAULD IS THE E'ENIN BLAST
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Cauld is the e'enin blastO' Boreas o'er the pool
An' dawin, it is dreary,
When birks are bare at Yule.
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O, cauld blaws the e'enin blast,When bitter bites the frost,
And in the mirk and dreary drift
The hills and glens are lost!
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Ne'er sae murky blew the nightThat drifted o'er the hill,
But bonie Peg-a-Ramsay
Gat grist to her mill.
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