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Robert Burns (Роберт Бёрнс)


Had I A Cave


HAD I a cave on some wild distant shore,
Where the winds howl to the waves’ dashing roar;
  There would I weep my woes,
  There seek my lost repose,
  Till grief my eyes should close,
    Ne’er to wake more.

Falsest of womankind, canst thou declare
All thy fond plighted vows-fleeting as air?
  To thy new lover hie,
  Laugh o’er thy perjury,
  Then in thy bosom try
    What peace is there!



Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Lassie Wi’ the Lint-white Locks
  2. The Tailor Fell Thro’ the Bed
  3. Extempore To Mr. Syme, On Refusing To Dine With Him, After Having Been Promised The First Of Company, And The First Of Cookery
  4. Louis, What Reck I by Thee?
  5. The Lass of Ecclefechan


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