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To the Poetry, in the Alphabetical Order of the First Lines.

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Ance mair I bail thee, thou gloomy December!

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Awa wi' your witchcraft o' beauty's alarms,

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Come let me take thee to my breast,

Contented wi' little and cantie wi' mair,

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Deluded

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Fate gave the word, the arrow sped, .

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Flow gently sweet Afton among thy green braes

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Forlorn, my love, no comfort near,

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Friend of the poet tried and leal,
Gane is the day and mirk's the night,
Had I a cave on some wild distant shore,
Hail Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! .
Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie,
The same altered

Here is the glen, and here the bower,

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Here's a bealth to ane I lo'e dear,

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Here where the Scottish muse immortal lives,

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How can my poor heart be glad,

How cold is that bosom which folly once fired,

How cruel are the parents

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How lang and dreary is the night,
Husband, Husband, cease your strife,

I call no goddess to inspire my strains,

I gaed a waefu' gate, yestreen,

In simmer when the bay was mawn,

Is there, for honest poverty,

It was the charming month of May,

Jockey's ta'en the parting kiss,

John Anderson my jo, John,

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Keen blaws the wind o'er Donocht-head,
Ken ye ought o' Captain Grose?

Kind Sir, I've read your paper through

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Lassie

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Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen,

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Musing on the roaring ocean,

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My Chloris, mark bow green
My curse upon your venom'd stang,
My heart is a breaking, dear Tittie,
My heart is sair I dare na tell,
My bonored Colonel, deep I feel,
My Peggy's face, my Peggy's form,
Nae gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair,
No more of your guests, be they titled or not,
No more, ye warblers of the wood, no more,
Now in her green mantle blythe nature arrays
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
Now spring has clad the grove in green,
Now rosy May comes in wi' flowers,

the groves,

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O bad the malt thy strength of mind,

O ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten,

O Lassie, art thou sleeping yet
O leeze me on my spinning wheel, .
leeze me on my wee thing

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O Logan, sweetly didst thou glide

O Luve will venture in where it daur na weel be seen, 323

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O wat ge wha's in yon town,

O wha is she that lo'es me,
O were I on Parnassus' bill!
O were my love yon lilac fair,

O whistle and I'll come to you my
A Variation in the Chorus,

O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,
Ob open the door, some pity to sbew,
Ob wert thou in the cauld blast, .
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw,
Old winter with his frosty beard,
Raving winds around her blowing,
Revered defender of beauteous Stuart,

Sae flaxen were her ringlets,

Scots, wha bae wi' Wallace bled,
Sensibility how charming,

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She

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lad,

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She is a winsome wee thing,

She's fair and fause that causes my smart,

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

Sing on sweet thrush, upon thy leafless bough,
Sir, as your mandate did request,

Sleep'st thou, or wak'st thou fairest creature;
Slow spreads the gloom my soul desires

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Stay, my charmer, can you leave me?
Stay my Willie-yet believe me,
Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie-burn,
The Catrine woods were yellow seen,

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The day returns, my bosom burns,

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The friend whom wild from wisdom's way,

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The bunter lo'es the morning sun ..

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The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the bill,

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Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon,

There's auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen,

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There was once a day, but old Time was then

young,

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They snool me sair, and haud me down,

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