English poem
On The Same. (On A Henpecked Country Squire.)
by Robert Burns
O Death, hadst thou but spared his life, Whom we this day lament, We freely wad exchang'd the wife, And a' been weel content! Ev'n as he is, cauld in his graff, The swap we yet will do't; Take thou the carlin's carcase aff, Thou'se get the soul to boot.
More by Robert Burns
- On The Death Of Sir James Hunter Blair.
- On The Publication Of His Essays
- On The Recovery Of Jessy Lewars.
- On The Same. (On A Henpecked Country Squire.)
- On The Same. (On Seeing The Beautiful Seat Of Lord Galloway.)
- On The Same. (On Seeing The Beautiful Seat Of Lord Galloway.)
- On The Seas And Far Away.
- On the Thanksgiving-Day for His Majesty’s Recovery