On Chloris requesting me to give her a spray of a sloe-thorn in full blossom


From the white-blossom'd sloe, my dear Chloris requested A sprig, her fair breast to adorn: No, by Heavens! I replied, let me perish for ever, Ere I plant in that bosom a thorn!

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Denis Lawson

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This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1794 and is read here by Denis Lawson.

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Burns composed this short verse in 1794 for Jean Lorimer (1775 - 1831) who the poet met as a teenager. Jean Lorimer would go on to lead a turbulent life, plagued by misfortune and poverty; the result of an unfortunate marriage.

However, Burns continued in his contact with her and Jean inspired a significant number of the poet's love songs, among them Lassie wi' the Lintwhite Locks. In many of these Jean is given the Arcadian pseudonym, 'Chloris'.

Pauline Mackay

Themes for this poem

woman nature

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