Lament For The Makers By William Dunbar
Lament For The Makers By William Dunbar I that in heill wes and gladnes, Am trublit now with gret seiknes, And feblit with infermite; Timor mortis conturbat me. Our plesance heir is all vane glory, This fals warld is bot transitory, The flesche is brukle, the Fend is sle; Timor mortis conturbat me. The stait […]
Done is a battle by William Dunbar
Done is a battle on the dragon black, Our champion Christ confoundit has his force; The yetis of hell are broken with a crack, The sign triumphal raisit is of the cross, The devillis trymmillis with hiddous voce, The saulis are borrowit and to the bliss can go, Christ with his bloud our ransonis dois […]
Robert Burns: Inscription To Miss Jessy Lewars: On a copy of the Scots Musical Museum, in four volumes, presented to her by Burns.
Inscription To Miss Jessy Lewars On a copy of the Scots Musical Museum, in four volumes, presented to her by Burns. Type: Inscription Thine be the volumes, Jessy fair, And with them take the Poet’s prayer, That Fate may, in her fairest page, With ev’ry kindliest, best presage Of future bliss, enroll thy name: With […]
Robert Burns: O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast:
O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast Type: Poem O wert thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee; Or did Misfortune’s bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it […]
Robert Burns: A Health To Ane I Loe Dear:
A Health To Ane I Loe Dear Type: Poem Chorus-Here’s a health to ane I loe dear, Here’s a health to ane I loe dear; Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet, And soft as their parting tear-Jessy. Altho’ thou maun never be mine, Altho’ even hope is denied; ‘Tis sweeter […]
Robert Burns: O Lay Thy Loof In Mine, Lass:
O Lay Thy Loof In Mine, Lass Type: Poem Chorus-O lay thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, That thou wilt be my ain. A slave to Love’s unbounded sway, He aft has wrought me meikle wae; But now he is my deadly […]
Robert Burns: Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars: On Her Recovery
Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars On Her Recovery Type: Poem But rarely seen since Nature’s birth, The natives of the sky; Yet still one seraph’s left on earth, For Jessie did not die. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the […]
Robert Burns: Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars: Jessie’s illness
Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars Jessie’s illness Type: Poem Say, sages, what’s the charm on earth Can turn Death’s dart aside! It is not purity and worth, Else Jessie had not died. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by subject Poems by author and category Parallel translations, the parallel […]
Robert Burns: Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars: The Menagerie
Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars The Menagerie Type: Poem Talk not to me of savages, From Afric’s burning sun; No savage e’er could rend my heart, As Jessie, thou hast done: But Jessie’s lovely hand in mine, A mutual faith to plight, Not even to view the heavenly choir, Would be so blest a sight. […]
Robert Burns: Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars: The Toast
Complimentary Versicles To Jessie Lewars The Toast Type: Poem Fill me with the rosy wine, Call a toast, a toast divine: Giveth me Poet’s darling flame, Lovely Jessie be her name; Then thou mayest freely boast, Thou hast given a peerless toast. ————- Home Robert Burns Collection Fledermausi’s Poetry Page Poetry from Scotland Poetry by […]