Oh Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast

Robert BurnsRobert Burns

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Oh wert thou in the cauld blast,
On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee;
Or did misfortune’s bitter storms
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
Thy bield should be my *****,
To share it a’, to share it a’.Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare,
The desart were a paradise,
If thou wert there, if thou wert there.
Or were I monarch o’ the globe,
Wi’ thee to reign, wi’ thee to reign,
The brightest jewel in my crown
*** be my queen, *** be my queen.
Robert Burns
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Robert Burns

1759 - 1796/Male/ScottishA poet and lyricist who wrote blunt political or civil commentary during the Romantic movement, inspiring leaders of liberalism and socialism. (wikipedia)

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