Robert Burns (17591796). Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| 229. SongAnna, thy Charms |
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| ANNA, thy charms my bosom fire, | |
| And waste my soul with care; | |
| But ah! how bootless to admire, | |
| When fated to despair! | |
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| Yet in thy presence, lovely Fair, | 5 |
| To hope may be forgiven; | |
| For sure twere impious to despair | |
| So much in sight of heaven. | |
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