Braving Angry Winter's Storms

Braving Angry Winter's Storms by Robert Burns

The speaker recalls first seeing Peggy amid the sheltered shade of the lofty Ochils, which rise against winter storms. Her beauty struck him like a lone jewel beside a savage stream, made even more brilliant by refined art. He blesses the secluded place and the moment in which he first felt the power of her charms, declaring that death may take his life but cannot remove Peggy from his soul without inflicting a greater death.

By Robert Burns · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Love Poetry, Scottish Poetry · 164 words

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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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love · first encounter · devotion · mountain landscape · mortality

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