English poetry

PoetsBiographiesPoems by ThemesRandom Poem
The Rating of PoetsThe Rating of Poems

Poem by Robert Burns


Scroggam


THERE was a wife wonn’d in Cockpen, 
        Scroggam;
She brew’d gude ale for gentlemen,
Sing auld Cowl, lay you down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

The gudewife’s dochter fell in a fever,
        Scroggam;
The priest o’ the parish fell in anither,
Sing auld Cowl, lay you down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

They laid the twa i’ the bed thegither,
        Scroggam;
That the heat o’ the tane might cool the tither.
Sing auld Cowl, lay you down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

1792

Robert Burns


Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. Sleep’st Thou, or Wak’st Thou
  2. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
  3. Their Groves O’ sweet Myrtle
  4. Castle Gordon
  5. Gala Water


Poem to print Print

3621 Views



Last Poems


To Russian version


Ðåéòèíã@Mail.ru

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