Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

Robert Burns Poems

1. You'Re Welcome, Willie Stewart 10/27/2014
2. Yon Wild Mossy Mountains 10/25/2014
3. Ye Jacobites By Name 3/25/2010
4. Ye Flowery Banks (Bonie Doon) 12/31/2002
5. Ye Flowery Banks 1/3/2003
6. Ye Banks And Braes O'Bonnie Doon 1/13/2003
7. Written In Friars' Carse Hermitage (Second Version) 11/14/2014
8. Written By Somebody On The Window Of An Inn At Stirling 10/25/2014
9. Winter: A Dirge 12/31/2002
10. Willie Wastle 12/31/2002
11. Willie Brew'D A Peck O' Maut 10/24/2014
12. Whistle Ow'R The Lave O'T 3/29/2010
13. Where Are The Joys I Have Met 10/27/2014
14. What Can A Young Lassie Do Wi' An Auld Man? 11/15/2014
15. Wha Is That At My Bower-Door 3/29/2010
16. Wee Willie Gray 3/29/2010
17. Versified Reply To An Invitation 10/25/2014
18. Versified Note To Dr. Mackenzie, Mauchline 11/15/2014
19. Versicles On Sign-Posts 11/15/2014
20. Verses Written With A Pencil At The Inn At Kenmore 11/15/2014
21. Verses To Collector Mitchell 11/15/2014
22. Verses To Clarinda 12/31/2002
23. Verses On Castle Gordon 11/15/2014
24. Verses On Captain Grose 10/25/2014
25. Verses On A Parting Kiss 10/25/2014
26. Verses Inscribed Under A Noble Earl's Picture 11/15/2014
27. Up In The Morning Early 12/31/2002
28. Under The Pressure Of Violent Anguish 3/29/2010
29. Tragic Fragment 12/31/2002
30. To The Wood-Lark 12/31/2002
31. To The Beautiful Miss Eliza Jā€”ā€”n, On Her Principles Of Liberty And Eqality 10/24/2014
32. To Ruin 10/25/2014
33. To Mr. M'Adam, Of Craigen-Gillan 10/25/2014
34. To Miss Jessie Lewars 3/29/2010
35. To Miss Ferrier, Enclosing Elegy On Sir J. H. Blair 10/24/2014
36. To Mary In Heaven 3/29/2010
37. To John Kennedy, Dumfries House 10/25/2014
38. To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., Mauchline, Recommending A Boy 10/27/2014
39. To Alex. Cunningham, Esq., Writer, Edinburgh 10/24/2014
40. To A Mouse 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Robert Burns

A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.

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To A Louse

On Seeing One on a Lady's Bonnet at Church

Ha! whare ye gaun' ye crowlin ferlie?
Your impudence protects you sairly;
I canna say but ye strunt rarely
Owre gauze and lace,
Tho faith! I fear ye dine but sparely
On sic a place.

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