Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

Robert Burns Poems

201. Song—poortith Cauld And Restless Love 11/15/2014
202. Epitaph On John Rankine 10/25/2014
203. Epigram—the True Loyal Natives 10/25/2014
204. Poem On Sensibility 10/25/2014
205. Verses On Captain Grose 10/25/2014
206. Remorse: A Fragment 10/24/2014
207. Song—braw Lads O' Gala Water 11/15/2014
208. Song—wandering Willie (Revised Version) 11/15/2014
209. Impromptu Lines To Captain Riddell 11/15/2014
210. Sappho Redivivus: A Fragment 11/15/2014
211. Song—phillis The Fair 11/15/2014
212. I'Ll Go And Be A Sodger 11/15/2014
213. Here's To Thy Health, My Bonie Lass 11/11/2014
214. The Five Carlins: An Election Ballad 11/6/2014
215. The Solemn League And Covenant 11/15/2014
216. Song—fragment—there Was A Bonie Lass 11/15/2014
217. The Humble Petition Of Bruar Water 11/15/2014
218. Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper 10/25/2014
219. The Gardener Wi' His Paidle 10/25/2014
220. 314. Song—there'Ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame 10/24/2014
221. Fragment—altho' He Has Left Me 10/25/2014
222. 491. Song—Lassie wi' the Lint-white Locks 1/8/2016
223. Sonnet To R. Graham, Esq., On Receiving A Favour 11/6/2014
224. To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., Mauchline, Recommending A Boy 10/27/2014
225. Verses Written With A Pencil At The Inn At Kenmore 11/15/2014
226. Song—behold, My Love, How Green The Groves 11/15/2014
227. Epitaph On James Grieve 10/25/2014
228. Poem On Pastoral Poetry 10/24/2014
229. Yon Wild Mossy Mountains 10/25/2014
230. Epigrams Against The Earl Of Galloway 11/15/2014
231. Song—the Banks O' Doon (First Version) 11/15/2014
232. Epitaph On My Ever Honoured Father 10/24/2014
233. On Seeing Mrs. Kemble In Yarico 11/15/2014
234. Written In Friars' Carse Hermitage (Second Version) 11/14/2014
235. Epitaph On A Lap-Dog 11/14/2014
236. Song—bonie Peggy Alison 11/15/2014
237. On Tam The Chapman 10/24/2014
238. Song—whistle And I'Ll Come To You 11/15/2014
239. Song—the Highland Balou 11/14/2014
240. Lament Of Mary, Queen Of Scots 11/14/2014

Comments about Robert Burns

  • Ted Mohr (12/11/2009 11:35:00 AM)

    Your copy of Robert Burns' A Man's a Man for A' That appears to me to have left out one line in the final stanza which when entered would make the 5th and 6th lines read:
    For a' that, an' a' that,
    It’s cuming yet, for a' that,

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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.

Read the full of A Red, Red Rose

John Anderson My Jo

John Anderson my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent;
But now your brow is bled, John,
Your locks are like the straw,
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!

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