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| 1461. | 220. Song—The Winter it is Past by Robert Burns> | | THE WINTER it is past, and the summer comes at last
And the small birds, they sing on ev’ry tree;
Now ev’ry thing is glad, while I am very sad... |
| 1462. | 70. Epistle to the Rev. John M’Math by Robert Burns> | | WHILE at the stook the shearers cow’r
To shun the bitter blaudin’ show’r,
Or in gulravage rinnin scowr
To pass the time,
To you ... |
| 1463. | 481. Epigram on Andrew Turner by Robert Burns> | | IN se’enteen hunder’n forty-nine,
The deil gat stuff to mak a swine,
An’ coost it in a corner;
But wilily he chang’d his plan,
An’ s... |
| 1464. | 52. Epitaph on John Rankine by Robert Burns> | | AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl,
Was driving to the tither warl’
A mixtie-maxtie motley squad,
And mony a guilt-bespotted lad—
Black gown... |
| 1465. | 110. Epistle to a Young Friend by Robert Burns> | | May—, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu’ friend,
A something to have sent you,
Tho’ it should serve nae ither end
Than just a kind meme... |
| 1466. | 36. Epitaph on James Grieve by Robert Burns> | | HERE lies Boghead amang the dead
In hopes to get salvation;
But if such as he in Heav’n may be,
Then welcome, hail! damnation.... |
| 1467. | 213. Song—Up in the Morning Early by Robert Burns> | | CAULD blaws the wind frae east to west,
The drift is driving sairly;
Sae loud and shill’s I hear the blast—
I’m sure it’s winter fairly... |
| 1469. | 77. Epitaph on John Dove, Innkeeper by Robert Burns> | | HERE lies Johnie Pigeon;
What was his religion?
Whae’er desires to ken,
To some other warl’
Maun follow the carl,
For here Johnie Pigeon ... |
| 1470. | 404. Epigram—The True Loyal Natives by Robert Burns> | | YE true “Loyal Natives” attend to my song
In uproar and riot rejoice the night long;
From Envy and Hatred your corps is exempt,
But where is yo... |
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