Poem by Robert Burns

Wae Is My Heart

WAE is my heart, and the tear’s in my ee;
Lang, lang joy’s been a stranger to me:
Forsaken and friendless my burden I bear,
And the sweet voice o’ pity ne’er sounds in my ear.

Love, thou hast pleasures; and deep hae I loved;
Love, thou hast sorrows; and sair hae I proved:
But this bruised heart that now bleeds in my breast,
I can feel its throbbings will soon be at rest.

O if I were where happy I hae been;
Down by yon stream and yon bonnie castle green:
For there he is wand’ring and musing on me,
Wha wad soon dry the tear frae Phillis’s ee.

1. The Lass of Ecclefechan
2. Katharine Jaffray
3. Lady Onlie
4. O Wha is She that Lo’es Me?
5. O Bonnie Was Yon Rosy Brier

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