Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

Robert Burns Poems

1. 148. To Miss Logan, With Beattie's Poems 10/24/2014
2. 152. Extempore In The Court Of Session 10/24/2014
3. 233. Song—O were I on Parnassus Hill 1/30/2016
4. 314. Song—there'Ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame 10/24/2014
5. 320. Lines to Sir John Whitefoord, Bart 1/8/2016
6. 329. Verses on the destruction of the Woods near Drumlanrig 3/29/2016
7. 357. A Grace Before Dinner 10/24/2014
8. 379. Song—fragment—love For Love 10/24/2014
9. 381. Song—Fragment—No cold approach 2/1/2016
10. 491. Song—Lassie wi' the Lint-white Locks 1/8/2016
11. 516. Song—I'll aye ca' in by yon town -new- 7/21/2016
12. 523. Song—The Cooper o' Cuddy 2/15/2016
13. 89. The Ordination 10/24/2014
14. A Bard's Epitaph 1/1/2004
15. A Bottle And Friend 1/1/2004
16. A Dedication 1/1/2004
17. A Dream 1/1/2004
18. A Fiddler In The North 1/1/2004
19. A Fond Kiss 1/3/2003
20. A Grace After Dinner 10/24/2014
21. A Grace After Dinner 10/24/2014
22. A Grace After Meat 10/24/2014
23. A Man's A Man For A' That 5/13/2001
24. A Mother's Lament For Her Son's Death 10/24/2014
25. A Poets's Welcome To His Love-Begotten Daughter 5/13/2001
26. A Prayer In The Prospect Of Death 10/24/2014
27. A Prayer Under The Pressure Of Violent Anguish 10/25/2014
28. A Red, Red Rose 5/13/2001
29. A Rose-Bud By My Early Walk 10/24/2014
30. A Tippling Ballad—when Princes And Prelates, Etc. 10/24/2014
31. A Vision 11/15/2014
32. A Winter Night 5/13/2001
33. Address Spoken By Miss Fontenelle 11/15/2014
34. Address To A Haggis 12/31/2002
35. Address To Beelzebub 11/15/2014
36. Address To The Devil 5/13/2001
37. Address To The Tooth-Ache 5/13/2001
38. Address To The Unco Guid 1/1/2004
39. Address To The Unco Guid 11/15/2014
40. Address To Wm. Tytler, Esq., Of Woodhouselee 10/25/2014
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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Address To The Unco Guid

My Son, these maxims make a rule,
An' lump them aye thegither;
The Rigid Righteous is a fool,
The Rigid Wise anither:
The cleanest corn that ere was dight
May hae some pyles o' caff in;
So ne'er a fellow creature slight
For random fits o' daffin.
Solomon.--Eccles. ch. vii. verse 16

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