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Poem by Robert Burns

To Ruin

ALL hail! inexorable lord,
At whose destruction-breathing word
  The mightiest empires fall!
Thy cruel woe-delighted train,
The ministers of grief and pain,
  A sullen welcome, all!
With stern-resolvd despairing eye,
  I see each aimed dart;
For one has cut my dearest tie,
  And quivers in my heart.
    Then lowring, and pouring,
      The storm no more I dread,
    Tho thickning and blackning
      Round my devoted head.

And, thou grim powr, by life abhorrd,
While life a pleasure can afford,
  Oh! hear a wretchs prayr!
No more I shrink appalld, afraid;
I court, I beg thy friendly aid,
  To close this scene of care!
When shall my soul, in silent peace,
  Resign lifes joyless day?
My weary heart its throbbings cease,
  Cold-mouldring in the clay?
    No fear more, no tear more,
      To stain my lifeless face,
    Enclasped, and grasped
      Within thy cold embrace!

Robert Burns

Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The Sailors Song
  2. The Rantin Dog the Daddie Ot
  3. Had I The Wyte
  4. Evan Banks
  5. Address, Spoken by Miss Fontenelle, on her Benefit-night, December 4, 1793, at the Theatre, Dumfries

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