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Poem by Robert Burns

Lines Written on a Bank-Note

WAE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf!
Fell source o a my woe and grief!
For lack o thee Ive lost my lass!
For lack o thee I scrimp my glass!
I see the children of affliction
Unaided, thro thy cursd restriction.
Ive seen the oppressors cruel smile
Amid his hapless victims spoil,
And for thy potence vain have wussd
To crush the villain in the dust.
For lack o thee I leave this much-lovd shore,
Never, perhaps, to greet old Scotland more.


Robert Burns

Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Auld Rob Morris
  2. Contented wi Little
  3. Ca the Yowes
  4. No Churchman am I
  5. Epigram on a Noted Coxcomb

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