Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
O WERT thou in the cauld blast,
On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee;
Or did Misfortune’s bitter storms 5
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
Thy bield should be my *****
To share it a’, to share it a’.
Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, 10
The desert were a Paradise,
If thou wert there, if thou wert there;
Or were I Monarch o’ the globe,
Wi’ thee to reign, wi’ thee to reign,
The brightest jewel in my Crown 15
Wad be my Queen, *** be my Queen.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 1:01 AM UTC
Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
O WERT thou in the cauld blast,
On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee;
Or did Misfortune’s bitter storms 5
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
Thy bield should be my *****
To share it a’, to share it a’.
Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, 10
The desert were a Paradise,
If thou wert there, if thou wert there;
Or were I Monarch o’ the globe,
Wi’ thee to reign, wi’ thee to reign,
The brightest jewel in my Crown 15
Wad be my Queen, *** be my Queen.
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