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Poem by Robert Burns


How Lang And Dreary


How lang and dreary is the night,
  When I am frae my dearie!
I restless lie frae een to morn,
  Tho I were neer sae weary.

    For oh, her lanely nights are lang;
      And oh, her dreams are eerie;
    And oh, her widowd heart is sair,
      Thats absent frae her dearie.

When I think on the lightsome days
  I spent wi thee, my dearie,
And now that seas between us roar,
  How can I be but eerie!

How slow ye move, ye heavy hours;
  The joyless day how drearie!
It wasna sae ye glinted by,
  When I was wi my dearie.



                      Robert Burns


Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The Recovery of Miss Jessy Lewars
  2. On Himself
  3. Thine Am I
  4. The Heather Was Blooming
  5. Damon And Sylvia


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