Songs and lyrics of Robert Burns

Chapter 40: THOUGHTS IN WINTER

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A collected selection of the poet's songs and shorter lyrics presents his explorations of love, nature, rural Scottish life, patriotism, and social observation, often rendered in Scots dialect and intended for musical performance. The volume groups brief pieces alongside several longer poems, supplies a glossary of dialect terms and an index of first lines, and includes illustrative plates. Many lyrics evoke landscapes, domestic scenes, and communal gatherings, balancing tenderness and satire while varying tone from celebratory to elegiac. The arrangement favors lyrical vitality rather than strict chronology, offering readers both popular airs and more extended narrative poems within a single accessible anthology.

THOUGHTS IN WINTER

The wintry wast extends his blast,

And hail and rain does blaw;

Or the stormy north sends driving forth

The blinding sleet and snaw:

While, tumbling brown, the burn comes down,

And roars frae bank to brae:

And bird and beast in covert rest,

And pass the heartless day.

‘The sweeping blast, the sky o’ercast,’

The joyless winter-day,

Let others fear, to me more dear

Than all the pride of May:

The tempest’s howl, it soothes my soul,

My griefs it seems to join;

The leafless trees my fancy please,

Their fate resembles mine!

Thou Pow’r Supreme, whose mighty scheme

These woes of mine fulfil,

Here, firm, I rest,—they must be best,

Because they are Thy will!

Then all I want (Oh! do thou grant

This one request of mine!)

Since to enjoy thou dost deny,

Assist me to resign.