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Poem by Robert Burns


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THOUGH fickle Fortune has deceiv’d me,-
  She promis’d fair and perform’d but ill;
Of mistress, friends, and wealth bereav’d me,-
  Yet I bear a heart shall support me still.
I’ll act with prudence as far’s I’m able,
  But if success I must never find,
Then come misfortune, I bid thee welcome,
  I’ll meet thee with an undaunted mind.

1781

Robert Burns


Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The Bonnie Wee Thing
  2. Eppie M’Nab
  3. Lovely Davies
  4. It Is Na, Jean, Thy Bonnie Face
  5. Forlorn, my Love


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