Robert Burns ( 10 of 99 )
Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare,
The desert read more
Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare,
The desert were a paradise
If thou wert there, if thou were there.
Suspense is worse than disappointment.
Suspense is worse than disappointment.
I'll pu' the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view,
For its like a baumy kiss o'er her sweet read more
I'll pu' the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view,
For its like a baumy kiss o'er her sweet bonnie mou'!
The daisy's for simplicity and unaffected air.
The daisy's for simplicity and unaffected air.
All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn,
Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn,
Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.
That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.
In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,
O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,
O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
Now blooms the lily by the bank,
The primrose down the brae;
The hawthorn's budding in the read more
Now blooms the lily by the bank,
The primrose down the brae;
The hawthorn's budding in the glen,
The milkwhite is the slae.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' lang syne?
