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1. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › willie-wastle-poemWillie Wastle Poem by Robert Burns - InternetPoem.com

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   27 apr 2024 · Could stown a clue wi onie body. O, Tinkler Maidgie was her mither! I wad na gie a button for her. I wad na gie a button for her. I wad na gie a button for her. I wad na gie a button for her. Willie Wastle dwalt on Tweed, The spot they ca'd it Linkumdoddie. Willie was a wabster guid Could stown a clue wi onie body. He had a wife was dour an.

2. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › the-poor-and-honest-sodger-poemThe Poor And Honest Sodger. Poem by Robert Burns -...

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   4 giorni fa · I. When wild war 's deadly blast was blawn. And gentle peace returning, Wi' mony a sweet babe fatherless, And mony a widow mourning; I left the lines and tented field, Where lang I'd been a lodger, My humble knapsack a' my wealth, A poor and honest sodger.

3. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › robin-poemRobin. Poem by Robert Burns - InternetPoem.com

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   7 mag 2024 · He'll hae misfortunes great and sma', But ay a heart aboon them a'; He'll be a credit to us a', We'll a' be proud o' Robin. V. But sure as three times three mak nine, I see by ilka score and line, This chap will dearly like our kin', So leeze me on thee, Robin.

4. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › the-rigs-o-barley-poemThe Rigs O' Barley Poem by Robert Burns - InternetPoem.com

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   18 mag 2024 · Amang the rigs wi' Annie. The sky was blue, the wind was still, The moon was shining clearly: I set her down, wi' right good will, Amang the rigs o' barley: I ken't her heart was a' my ain: I lov'd her most sincerely; I kiss 'd her owre and owre again, Amang the rigs o' barley.

5. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › scots-wha-hae-poemScots Wha Hae Poem by Robert Burns - InternetPoem.com

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   6 mag 2024 · Let him turn, and flee! Let him follow me! But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!---. Let us do, or die! Scots, wha hae wi Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed Or to victorie! Now's the day, and now's the hour: See the fr.

6. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › to-the-rev-john-m-math-poemTo The Rev. John M'math. Poem by Robert Burns - InternetPoem.com

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   1 giorno fa · To The Rev. John M'math. Sept. 17th, 1785. While at the stook the shearers cow'r. To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin' scow'r. To pass the time, To you I dedicate the hour. In idle rhyme. My musie, tir'd wi' mony a sonnet.

7. internetpoem.com › robert-burns › ae-fond-kiss-poemAe Fond Kiss Poem by Robert Burns - InternetPoem.com

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   17 mag 2024 · 18 Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest! 19 Thine be ilka joy and treasure, 20 Peace. enjoyment, love, and pleasure! 21 Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; 22 Ae fareweel, alas, forever! 23 Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, 24 Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee! Robert Burns. Rate: