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O time, great Healer! canst thou still

The crying hearts that feel the knife?

O great Restorer, canst thou fill

The wide gaps broken out of life

By love and duty’s bitter strife?

O Friend, and canst thou, as they say,

Soothe all our troubles on thy breast,

Till, calm in death, they pass away,

And, one by one, are laid to rest

In unknown graves, beyond our quest?

Nay, there’s a wound thou canst not ease;

Nay, there’s a sickness past thine art.

Ah me! while I’m beyond the seas,

There’ll be a sore place in my heart

That, at a touch, will throb and smart.

Nay, nay, with all thy skill-with all

The care and cunning thou mayst spend,

Thou canst but weakly patch the wall

That wrench of parting came to rend,

That gap no mason’s hand can mend.

And as for buried sorrows-one

Hears every sound above its head;

Joys and prosperities may run

With happy footsteps o’er the dead,-

This grief of absence feels the tread.

O Time, thy graveyard is a street-

Thy graves no sculptured records crown;

Yet this one, trod of many feet,

Still shows the heap’d earth, fresh and brown,-

No foot of joy can press it down.

There velvet mosses soon will creep,

And grey and golden lichens grow;

There sweet white snowdrops soon will peep,

And purple violets bud and blow,

From winter’s bosom, cloak’d in snow;

There summer lights and shades will fall,

And soft rains patter through the trees;

There slender grasses, frail and tall,

Will weave and whisper in the breeze-

‘Twill be a grave in spite of these.

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• Robert Burns: Behold, My Love, How Green The Groves: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Winter Of Life: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Lover’s Morning Salute To His Mistress: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Inconstancy In Love: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: How Lang And Dreary Is The Night: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Saw Ye My Dear, My Philly: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Esteem For Chloris: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Pretty Peg: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On Andrew Turner: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On An Innkeeper Nicknamed “The Marquis”: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On A Swearing Coxcomb: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On A Suicide: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On Hearing It Asserted Falsehood: is expressed in the Rev. Dr. Babington’s very looks. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On Being Shewn A Beautiful Country Seat : Belonging to the same Laird [not quite so wise as Solomon]. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Epigram On A Country Laird,: not quite so wise as Solomon. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On Seeing Mrs. Kemble In Yarico: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On Chloris: Requesting me to give her a Spring of Blossomed Thorn. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: To The Beautiful Miss Eliza J-N: On her Principles of Liberty and Equality. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: To Dr. Maxwell: On Miss Jessy Staig’s recovery. by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: She Says She Loes Me Best Of A’: by Robert Burns

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