Poet Robert Burns

Robert Burns

Robert Burns Poems

  • 501.  
    OF all the numerous ills that hurt our peace,
    That press the soul, or wring the mind with anguish Beyond comparison the worst are those
  • 502.  
    Chor.â??And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,
    And I'll kiss thee o'er again: And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,
  • 503.  
    Chor.â??And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,
    And I'll kiss thee o'er again: And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,
  • 504.  
    Let other poets raise a fracas
    Bout vines, and wines, an drucken Bacchus, An crabbit names an stories wrack us,
  • 505.  
    Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,
    A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh:
Total 505 poems written by Robert Burns

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The Dome Of Sunday
 by Karl Shapiro

With focus sharp as Flemish-painted face
In film of varnish brightly fixed
And through a polished hand-lens deeply seen,
Sunday at noon through hyaline thin air
Sees down the street,
And in the camera of my eye depicts
Row-houses and row-lives:
Glass after glass, door after door the same,
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