Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

Oh Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast - Poem by Robert Burns

Oh 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 a', to share it a'.

Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare,
The desart were a paradise,
If thou wert there, if thou wert there.
Or were I monarch o' the globe,
Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign,
The brightest jewel in my crown
Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.


Comments about Oh Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast by Robert Burns

  • (10/2/2016 11:01:00 AM)


    Another nice one of Rabbie's love poems. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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