126. Lines written on a Bank-note
Read '126. Lines written on a Bank-note' by 'Robert Burns' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
126. Lines written on a Bank-note by Robert Burns
WAE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf!
Fell source o’ a’ my woe and grief!
For lack o’ thee I’ve lost my lass!
For lack o’ thee I scrimp my glass!
I see the children of affliction
Unaided, through thy curst restriction:
I’ve seen the oppressor’s cruel smile
Amid his hapless victim’s spoil;
And for thy potence vainly wished,
To crush the villain in the dust:
For lack o’ thee, I leave this much-lov’d shore,
Never, perhaps, to greet old Scotland more.R. B.
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
