Braving Angry Winter’s Storms

Robert Burns - Non-Music, Romanticism (Literature)
Braving Angry Winter’s Storms
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Tune—"Neil Gow's Lament for Abercairny." Where, braving angry winter's storms, The lofty Ochils rise, Far in their shade my Peggy's charms First blest my wondering eyes; As one who by some savage stream A lonely gem surveys, Astonish'd, doubly marks it beam With art's most polish'd blaze. Blest be the wild, sequester'd shade, And blest the day and hour, Where Peggy's charms I first survey'd, When first I felt their pow'r! The tyrant Death, with grim control, May seize my fleeting breath; But tearing Peggy from my soul Must be a stronger death.
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- Robert Burns