Anna, Thy Charms

Robert Burns

Anna, thy charms my bosom fire,

And waste my soul with care;

But ah! how bootless to admire,

When fated to despair!

Yet in thy presence, lovely Fair,

To hope may be forgiven;

For sure 'twere impious to despair

So much in sight of heaven.

A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
O my luve's like a red, red rose

Afton Water by Robert Burns
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes

Auld Lang Syne by Robert Burns
Should auld acquaintance be forgot

Halloween by Robert Burns
Upon that night, when fairies light

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