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Poem by Robert Burns


Fragment «Now health forsakes that angel face…»


Now health forsakes that angel face,
  	Nae mair my Dearie smiles;
Pale sickness withers ilka grace,
  	And a’ my hopes beguiles.
The cruel powers reject the prayer
  	I hourly mak’ for thee;
Ye heavens, how great is my despair,
  	How can I see him dee!



Robert Burns


Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Sleep’st Thou, or Wak’st Thou
  2. The Bonnie Wee Thing
  3. Farewell, Thou Stream
  4. Craigieburn Wood
  5. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns


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