Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

The Tear-Drop - Poem by Robert Burns

Wae is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e;
Lang lang Joy's been a stranger to me:
Forsaken and friendless, my burden I bear,
And the sweet voice o' Pity ne'er sounds in my ear.

Love thou hast pleasures, and deep hae I lov'd;
Love, thou hast sorrows, and sair hae I prov'd;
But this bruised heart that now bleeds in my breast,
I can feel by its throbbings, will soon be at rest.

Of, if I were - where happy I hae been -
Down by yon stream, and yon bonie castle-green;
For there he is wand'ring and musing on me,
Wha wad soon dry the tear frae his Phillis' e'e


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  • Brian Jani (5/19/2014 11:13:00 AM)


    The tear drop nice one Mr burns (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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