Epistle To Colonel De Peyster

By |2018-11-12T18:25:53+00:00November 12th, 2018|Epistle, None, Robert Burns Poems, Type, Year|

My honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma'heart haeI to speel The steep Parnassus, Surrounded thus by bolus pill, And potion glasses. O what a canty world were it, Would pain and care and sickness spare it; And Fortune favour worthand merit As they deserve; And aye rowtho'roast-beef [...]

Fairest Maid On Devon Banks

By |2018-11-12T18:28:57+00:00November 10th, 2018|None, Robert Burns Poems, Song, Type, Year|

Chorus-Fairest maid on Devon banks, Crystal Devon, winding Devon, Wilt thou lay that frown aside, And smile as thou wert wont to do? Full well thou know'st I love thee dear, Couldst thou to malice lend anear! O did not Love exclaim: "Forbear, Nor use a faithful lover so." Fairest maid, &c. Then come, thou [...]

The Trogger.

By |2018-11-12T18:28:57+00:00November 10th, 2018|None, Robert Burns Poems, Song, Type, Year|

Wha will buy my troggin, fine election ware, Broken trade o' Broughton, a' in high repair? Chorus-Buy braw troggin frae the banks o' Dee; Whawants trogginlet him come to me. There's a noble Earl's fame and high renown, For an auldsang-it's thought the gudes were stown- Buy braw troggin, &c. Here's the worth o' Broughton [...]