Now westlin winds, and slaught’rin guns Bring Autumn’s pleasant weather.
Now wrestling winds, and slaughtering guns Bring Autumn’s pleasant weather.
But pleasures are like poppies spread; You seize the flower, its bloom is shed. Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white then melts forever.
Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.
I’m truly sorry man’s dominion has broken Nature’s social union.
The mother may forget the child That smiles sea sweetly on her knee; But I’ll remember thee, Glen cairn, And all that thou hast done for me!
Misled by Fancy’s meteor-ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray, Was light from Heaven.
Love’s first snow drop, virgin kiss.
What is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning; Love’s the cloudless summer sun, Nature gay adorning.
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
Affliction’s sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
O wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursel’s as ithers see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us. And foolish notion; What airs in dress and gait wad lea’e us, And ev’n devotion!