Logan Braes

Logan Braes by Robert Burns

Wi Willie far awa facin his faes, his wife minds their weddin day and finds nae joy in May by Logan. She tends her bairns wi nae mate tae help, curses the Men o' State wha stir deadly hate, and wishes for peace tae bring Willie hame.

By Robert Burns · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Anti-War Literature, Love Poetry · 349 words

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Tune-"Logan Water."

O Logan, sweetly didst thou glide, / That day I was my Willie's bride, / And years sin syne hae o'er us run, / Like Logan to the simmer sun: / But now thy flowery banks appear / Like drumlie Winter, dark and drear, / While my dear lad maun face his faes, / Far, far frae me and Logan braes.

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war · pairtin · married luve · bairns · peace

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