Where Braving Angry Winters Storms — текст песни (Burns Robert)





Where, Braving Angry Winter`s Storms
(Robert Burns)
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 its beam
With art`s most polish`d blaze.
Blest be the wild, sequester`d glade,
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 prim control
May seize my fleeting breath,
But tearing Peggy from my soul
Must be a stronger death.
tune: Neil Gow`s lament for Abercairny (182)
filename[ BRVWNSTM
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