Helen asks…
how do i find the right place to take my antique book of poems by Robert Burns?
poetical poems of Robert Burns is inscribed on the insideof the book it appears to be put out in the 1800's if i wanted to liq
admin answers:
You don't say what country you're from, but there are strong markets for Burns in Scotland, USA, Canada, Australia and Russia. Any reputable antiquarian bookseller in your area should be worth an initial consultation to give you a guide, but better to get two or three opinions.
William asks…
robert burns poems or christmas?
did rabbie burns ever write a poem for or about christmas or something similar, i want to write it in a card for my grand father as he's obsessed with him.
and do you know any christmas poems that rhyme, thanks and hope yous all have a pleasant christmas with your loved ones.
Paul xx
admin answers:
Take a look at Thomas Hardy's poem "The Oxen."
http://www.slate.com/id/2093013/
I believe that "Slate" mistranslates one of the dialect words in the poem. A barton is a cowshed, not a farmyard.
David asks…
What were some of the characteristics of the poems of Robert Burns in terms style?
admin answers:
He has a style that makes timorous beasties read it in translation ( despite it being english). Probably not what he intended but then The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men
Gang aft agley,
I suppose one thing of note is that if you can say "gang aft agley" and you teacher looks at you funny, she is not qualified to teach you.
Susan asks…
Robert Burns - Need 3 poems by him!?
Poems by Robert Burns please.?
Hi, i am looking for three poems that all have similar themes by the author Robert Burns.
These themes may be things such as love, death, hate, ect.
I asked this same question 3 horus ago but people only responded with poems by other poets. I need 3 that have a similar theme from ROBERT BURNS.
Thanks :)
admin answers:
Here are three songs of longing and desire by Robert Burns.
O MY LUVE'S LIKE A RED, RED ROSE
I
My Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
II
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
III
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun!
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
IV
And fare thee weel, my only luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!
JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO
I
Oh Anderson my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw,
but blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson, my jo!
II
John Anderson my jo, John,
We clamb the hill thegither,
And mony a canty day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, John,
But hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson, my jo!
MARY MORISON
Maty, at thy window be,
It is the wish'd, the trysted hour!
Those smiles and glances let me see,
That make the miser's treasure poor:
How blythely wad I bide the stour
A weary slave frae sun to sun,
Could I the rich reward secure,
The lovely Mary Morison!
Yestreen, when to the trembling string
The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',
To thee my fancy took its wing,
I sat, but neither heard nor saw:
Tho' this was fair, and that was braw,
And yon the toast of a' the town,
A sigh'd, and said among them a',
'Ye arena Mary Morison.'
O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace,
Wha for thy sake wad gladly die?
Or canst thou break that heart of his,
Whase only faut is loving thee?
If love for love thou wiltna gie,
At least be pity to me shown;
A thought ungentle canna be
The thought o' Mary Morison.
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