Sensibility how charming


Sensibility how charming, Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell; But distress with horrors arming, Thou hast also known too well. Fairest flower, behold the lily, Blooming in the sunny ray: Let the blast sweep o'er the valley, See it prostrate on the clay. Hear the woodlark charm the forest, Telling o'er his little joys: Hapless bird! a prey the surest To each pirate of the skies. Dearly bought the hidden treasure, Finer Feelings can bestow: Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure, Thrill the deepest notes of woe.

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Paul Higgins

About this work

This is a song by Robert Burns. It was written in 1790 and is read here by Paul Higgins.

Themes for this song

unhappiness nature

Selected for 17 June

It is summer and the bard laments a lost love. Burns dedicated several over wrought and over florid lyrics to the 'Clarinda' of his Edinburgh years, Nancy McLehose. This seasonal effusion is one of them.

Donny O'Rourke

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