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Robert Burns William Topaz McGonagall	Immortal Robert Burns of Ayr, There's but few poets can with you compare; Some of your poems and songs are very fine: To "Mary in Heaven" is most...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Robert Burns James McIntyre	Burns, Ingersoll, in presence of a large assembly in the year...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Robert Burns Wilson James Whitcomb Riley	What intuition named thee?--Through what thrill Of the awed soul came the command divine Into the mother-heart, foretelling thine Should palpitate...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet LXXXII. To The Shade Of Burns Charlotte Smith	MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime! Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude, Great Nature taught to 'build the lofty rhyme,' And even beneath...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet on Reading Burns' Mountain Daisy Helen Maria Williams	While soon the "garden's flaunting flowers" decay, And, scatter'd on the earth, neglected lie, The "Mountain Daisy," cherish'd by the ray A poet drew...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Statue of Robert Burns Henry Lawson	To a town in Southern land Light of purse I come and lone; And I pause awhile, and stand By a pedestal of stone; And I bend my head and bow While my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Still burns Fathimath rinsiya shefin	I lit up when I knew you were there I swear,I could see the sun shining Together we could Care and share; Thought together we will be winning ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Burns Statue William Topaz McGonagall	This Statue, I must confess, is magnificent to see, And I hope will long be appreciated by the people of Dundee; It has been beautifully made by Sir...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Candle Burns Red Norman Wilson	The night is but our dreams Where nothing is what it seems In a love that is all but dead While our candle light burns...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lamp burns sure—within Emily Dickinson	The Slave—forgets—to fill— The Lamp—burns golden—on— Unconscious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Memory Of Burns John Greenleaf Whittier	How sweetly come the holy psalms From saints and martyrs down, The waving of triumphal palms Above the thorny crown The choral praise, the chanted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Present Burns Kurt Philip Behm	Looking out, not looking in The future lies to the past —as the present...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To 'Colonel' Dan. Burns Ambrose Bierce	They say, my lord, that you're a Warwick. Well, The title's an absurd one, I believe: You make no kings, you have no kings to sell, Though really...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Robert Burns James Whitcomb Riley	Sweet Singer that I loe the maist O' ony, sin' wi' eager haste I smacket bairn-lips ower the taste O' hinnied sang, I hail thee, though a blessed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ultima Thule: Robert Burns Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	I see amid the fields of Ayr A ploughman, who, in foul and fair, Sings at his task So clear, we know not if it is The laverock's song we hear, or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
When The Heart Burns Ehsan Sehgal	Inside of the entity When the heart, burns With its steaming pathos That nobody sees That no one feels You have to wear yourself You have to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
When The Sky Burns Wildflower Renegade	In times of uncertainty There is only comfort in you. Your calming presence Blue-eyed soul Belly full of rasp and innocence You possess your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
William Chalmers Burns and Scottish Revival, then off to China. Wayne Blair	William Chalmers Burns (1815-1868) Called by Robert to Pinch hit at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
William Chalmers Burns. 1815-1868 Wayne Blair	William Chalmers Burns (1815-1868) Called by Robert to Pinch hit at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Written After Leaving Her At New Burns William Cowper	How quick the change from joy to woe! How chequered is our lot below! Seldom we view the prospect fair, Dark clouds of sorrow, pain, and care, (Some...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Written In The Cottage Where Burns Was Born John Keats	Now fills, O Burns, a space in thine own room, Where thou didst dream alone on budded bays, Happy and thoughtless of thy day of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Eternity Burns Kurt Philip Behm	Apocalypse kindles relighting the fire Malignant denominators melt from above Savior disdained pontificate’s stain Tomorrow endemic — in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)