The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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HAD I A CAVE |
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HAD I A CAVE
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Had I a caveOn some wild distant shore,
Where the winds howl
To the wave's dashing roar,
There would I weep my woes,
There seek my lost repose,
Till grief my eyes should close,
Ne'er to wake more!
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Falsest of womankind,Can'st thou declare
All thy fond, plighted vows
Fleeting as air?
To thy new lover hie,
Laugh o'er thy perjury,
Then in thy bosom try
What peace is there!
| The Poetry of Robert Burns | |