Poem by Robert Burns

Had I a Cave

HAD I a cave on some wild distant shore,
Where the winds howl to the waves’ dashing roar;
  There would I weep my woes,
  There seek my lost repose,
  Till grief my eyes should close,
    Ne’er to wake more.

Falsest of womankind, canst thou declare
All thy fond plighted vows-fleeting as air?
  To thy new lover hie,
  Laugh o’er thy perjury,
  Then in thy bosom try
    What peace is there!

1. The Chevalier’s Lament
2. Address to General Dumourier
3. The Rantin’ Dog the Daddie O’t
4. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
5. O Steer Her Up

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