THE COMPLETE WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS 3

THE COMPLETE WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS 3

Yon wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide

 

It is na, Jean, thy bonnie face

 

When I think on the happy days

 

Whan I sleep I dream

 

"I murder hate by field or flood"

 

O gude ale comes and gude ale goes

 

Robin shure in hairst

 

Bonnie Peg

 

Gudeen to you, Kimmer

 

Ah, Chloris, since it may na be

 

Eppie M'Nab

 

Wha is that at my bower-door

 

What can a young lassie do wi' an auld man

 

Bonnie wee thing, cannie wee thing

 

The tither morn when I forlorn

 

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever

 

Lovely Davies

 

The weary Pond o' Tow

 

Naebody

 

An O for ane and twenty, Tam

 

O Kenmure's on and awa, Willie

 

The Collier Laddie

 

Nithsdale's Welcome Hame

 

As I was a-wand'ring ae Midsummer e'enin

 

Bessy and her Spinning-wheel

 

The Posie

 

The Country Lass

 

Turn again, thou fair Eliza

 

Ye Jacobites by name

 

Ye flowery banks o'bonnie Doon

 

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon

 

Willie Wastle

 

O Lady Mary Ann

 

Such a parcel of rogues in a nation

 

The Carle of Kellyburn braes

 

Jockey's ta'en the parting kiss

 

Lady Onlie

 

The Chevalier's Lament

 

Song of Death

 

Flow gently, sweet Afton

 

Bonnie Bell

 

Hey ca' thro', ca' thro'

 

The Gallant weaver

 

The deuks dang o'er my Daddie

 

She's fair and fause

 

The Deil cam' fiddling thro' the town

 

The lovely Lass of Inverness

 

O my luve's like a red, red rose

 

Louis, what reck I by thee

 

Had I the wyte she bade me

 

Coming through the rye

 

Young Jamie, pride of a' the plain

 

Out over the Forth I look to the north

 

The Lass of Ecclefechan

 

The Cooper o' Cuddie

 

For the sake of somebody

 

I coft a stane o' haslock woo

 

The lass that made the bed for me

 

Sae far awa

 

I'll ay ca' in by yon town

 

O wat ye wha's in yon town

 

O May, thy morn

 

Lovely Polly Stewart

 

Bonnie laddie, Highland laddie

 

Anna, thy charms my bosom fire

 

Cassilis' Banks

 

To thee, lov'd Nith

 

Bannocks o' Barley

 

Hee Balou! my sweet wee Donald

 

Wae is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e

 

Here's his health in water

 

My Peggy's face, my Peggy's form

 

Gloomy December

 

My lady's gown, there's gairs upon 't

 

Amang the trees, where humming bees

 

The gowden locks of Anna

 

My ain kind dearie, O

 

Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary

 

She is a winsome wee thing

 

Bonny Leslie

 

Highland Mary

 

Auld Rob Morris

 

Duncan Gray

 

O poortith cauld, and restless love

 

Galla Water

 

Lord Gregory

 

Mary Morison

 

Wandering Willie. First Version

 

Wandering Willie. Last Version

 

Oh, open the door to me, oh!

 

Jessie

 

The poor and honest sodger

 

Meg o' the Mill

 

Blithe hae I been on yon hill

 

Logan Water

 

"O were my love yon lilac fair"

 

Bonnie Jean

 

Phillis the fair

 

Had I a cave on some wild distant shore

 

By Allan stream

 

O Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad

 

Adown winding Nith I did wander

 

Come, let me take thee to my breast

 

Daintie Davie

 

Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled. First Version

 

Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled. Second Version

 

Behold the hour, the boat arrives

 

Thou hast left me ever, Jamie

 

Auld lang syne

 

"Where are the joys I have met in the morning"

 

"Deluded swain, the pleasure"

 

Nancy

 

Husband, husband, cease your strife

 

Wilt thou be my dearie?

 

But lately seen in gladsome green

 

"Could aught of song declare my pains"

 

Here's to thy health, my bonnie lass

 

It was a' for our rightfu' king

 

O steer her up and haud her gaun

 

O ay my wife she dang me

 

O wert thou in the cauld blast

 

The Banks of Cree

 

On the seas and far away

 

Ca' the Yowes to the Knowes

 

Sae flaxen were her ringlets

 

O saw ye my dear, my Phely?

 

How lang and dreary is the night

 

Let not woman e'er complain

 

The Lover's Morning Salute to his Mistress

 

My Chloris, mark how green the groves

 

Youthful Chloe, charming Chloe

 

Lassie wi' the lint-white locks

 

Farewell, thou stream, that winding flows

 

O Philly, happy be the day

 

Contented wi' little and cantie wi' mair

 

Canst thou leave me thus, my Katy

 

My Nannie's awa

 

O wha is she that lo'es me

 

Caledonia

 

O lay thy loof in mine, lass

 

The Fête Champêtre

 

Here's a health to them that's awa

 

For a' that, and a' that

 

Craigieburn Wood

 

O lassie, art thou sleeping yet

 

O tell na me o' wind and rain

 

The Dumfries Volunteers

 

Address to the Wood-lark

 

On Chloris being ill

 

Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon

 

'Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin

 

How cruel are the parents

 

Mark yonder pomp of costly fashion

 

O this is no my ain lassie

 

Now Spring has clad the grove in green

 

O bonnie was yon rosy brier

 

Forlorn my love, no comfort near

 

Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen

 

Chloris

 

The Highland Widow's Lament

 

To General Dumourier

 

Peg-a-Ramsey

 

There was a bonnie lass

 

O Mally's meek, Mally's sweet

 

Hey for a lass wi' a tocher

 

Jessy. "Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear"

 

Fairest Maid on Devon banks

 

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GENERAL CORRESPONDENCE.

 

 

1781.

 

No. I. To William Burness. His health a little better, but tired of

life. The Revelations

 

1783.

 

II. To Mr. John Murdoch. His present studies and temper of mind

 

III. To Mr. James Burness. His father's illness, and sad state of the

country

 

IV. To Miss E. Love

 

V. To Miss E. Love

 

VI. To Miss E. Love

 

VII. To Miss E. On her refusal of his hand

 

VIII. To Robert Riddel, Esq. Observations on poetry and human life

 

 

1784.

 

IX. To Mr. James Burness. On the death of his father

 

X. To Mr. James Burness. Account of the Buchanites

 

XI. To Miss ----. With a book