Robert Burns ( 10 of 99 )
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.
Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.
Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.
John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
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John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent.
Now Nature hangs her mantle green
On every blooming tree,
And spreads her sheets o' daisies white
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Now Nature hangs her mantle green
On every blooming tree,
And spreads her sheets o' daisies white
Out o'er the grassy lea.
An Atheist's laugh's a poor exchange
For Deity offended!
An Atheist's laugh's a poor exchange
For Deity offended!
And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray,
By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray,
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Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray,
By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray,
Was light from Heaven.
Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp read more
Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.
Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
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Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
Comin' through the rye
. . . .
Gin a body meet a body
Comin' through the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?
