English poetry

British Poets Biographies Poems About Random Poem
The Rating of Poets The Rating of Poems

Poem by Robert Burns


Lying at a Reverend Friends House One Night


THE AUTHOR LEFT THE FOLLOWING VERSES 
IN THE ROOM WHERE HE SLEPT.

O THOU dread Powr, who reignst above,
  I know Thou wilt me hear
When for this scene of peace and love,
  I make my prayr sincere.

The hoary sire-the mortal stroke,
  Long, long be pleasd to spare;
To bless his little filial flock,
  And show what good men are.

She, who her lovely offspring eyes
  With tender hopes and fears,
O bless her with a mothers joys,
  But spare a mothers tears!

Their hope, their stay, their darling youth,
  In manhoods dawning blush-
Bless him, thou God of love and truth,
  Up to a parents wish.

The beauteous, seraph sister-band,
  With earnest tears I pray,
Thou knowst the snares on evry hand,
  Guide Thou their steps alway.

When soon or late they reach that coast,
  Oer lifes rough ocean driven,
May they rejoice, no wandrer lost,
  A family in Heaven!

1786

                      Robert Burns


Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Mark Yonder Pomp
  2. Theres News, Lasses
  3. Scroggam
  4. To a Young Lady, Miss Jessy Lewars, Dumfries, with Books which the Bard Presented her
  5. The Toast


Poem to print To Print Poem

1096 Views



The Last Poems


@Mail.ru

English Poetry. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru