A delightful bot sharing snippets of Rabbie’s classic works. Poems of romance and radical liberalism.https://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.socialhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu6n62fthz23hell! in all thy store of torments, There's not a keener lash! Lives there a man so firm, who, while his heart Feels all the bitter horrors of his29 Aug 2026 00:38 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu6n62fthz23https://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu5z2coicm2uOf guilt, perhaps, where we've involved others; The young, the innocent, who fondly lov'd us, Nay, more, that very love their cause of ruin! O burning28 Aug 2026 18:38 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu5z2coicm2uhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu5y7gutvk23misfortune This sting is added--'Blame thy foolish self!' Or worser far, the pangs of keen remorse; The torturing, gnawing consciousness of guilt,--28 Aug 2026 18:22 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu5y7gutvk23https://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu5e3p6pl22xThat to our folly or our guilt we owe. In every other circumstance, the mind Has this to say, 'It was no deed of mine;' But when to all the evil of28 Aug 2026 12:22 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu5e3p6pl22xhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu4pxxirn32uA FRAGMENT. Of all the numerous ills that hurt our peace, That press the soul, or wring the mind with anguish, Beyond comparison the worst are those28 Aug 2026 06:22 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu4pxxirn32uhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu43u7rlx32fmost resembles GOD.28 Aug 2026 00:22 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu43u7rlx32fhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu3hqi3i4j2xmorning with a cheer-- A cottage-rousing craw! But deep this truth impressed my mind-- Through all his works abroad, The heart benevolent and kind The27 Aug 2026 18:22 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu3hqi3i4j2xhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu3g7mubq52hbrothers in distress, A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!" I heard nae mair, for Chanticleer Shook off the pouthery snaw, And hailed the27 Aug 2026 17:55 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu3g7mubq52hhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu2s3v43ku2rman, relenting view! But shall thy legal rage pursue The wretch, already crushed low By cruel fortune's undeserved blow? Affliction's sons are27 Aug 2026 11:55 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu2s3v43ku2rhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mu25y5emwa2tchinky wall, Chill o'er his slumbers piles the drifty heap! Think on the dungeon's grim confine, Where guilt and poor misfortune pine! Guilt, erring27 Aug 2026 05:55 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mu25y5emwa2thttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtzjufnnqd2lfortune quite disown! Ill satisfied keen nature's clamorous call, Stretched on his straw he lays himself to sleep, While through the ragged roof and26 Aug 2026 23:55 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtzjufnnqd2lhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtyvqnwjot2hblast! Oh ye! who, sunk in beds of down, Feel not a want but what yourselves create, Think, for a moment, on his wretched fate, Whom friends and26 Aug 2026 17:55 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtyvqnwjot2hhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtyup7alz42xprayers! Perhaps this hour, in misery's squalid nest, She strains your infant to her joyless breast, And with a mother's fears shrinks at the rocking26 Aug 2026 17:36 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtyup7alz42xhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtyalhk7tc2linnocence a prey To love-pretending snares, This boasted honour turns away, Shunning soft pity's rising sway, Regardless of the tears and unavailing26 Aug 2026 11:36 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtyalhk7tc2lhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtxmhpxuhi2ibrow, The powers you proudly own? Is there, beneath love's noble name, Can harbour, dark, the selfish aim, To bless himself alone! Mark maiden26 Aug 2026 05:36 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtxmhpxuhi2ihttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtwydyaacd2fsubstance, unrefin'd, Placed for her lordly use thus far, thus vile, below. Where, where is love's fond, tender throe, With lordly honour's lofty25 Aug 2026 23:36 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtwydyaacd2fhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtweaaigkj2wo'er proud property, extended wide; And eyes the simple rustic hind, Whose toil upholds the glittering show, A creature of another kind, Some coarser25 Aug 2026 17:36 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtweaaigkj2whttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtw74n7bvp2wtells the mournful tale, How pamper'd luxury, flattery by her side, The parasite empoisoning her ear. With all the servile wretches in the rear, Looks25 Aug 2026 16:05 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtw74n7bvp2whttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtvkyvluv72fambition's gory hand, Sending, like blood-hounds from the slip, Woe, want, and murder o'er a land! Even in the peaceful rural vale, Truth, weeping,25 Aug 2026 10:05 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtvkyvluv72fhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtuwv5zprd2kunkindness, unrelenting, Vengeful malice unrepenting, Than heaven-illumined man on brother man bestows; See stern oppression's iron grip, Or mad25 Aug 2026 04:05 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtuwv5zprd2khttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtucrgbucs2xheavier gust! And freeze, thou bitter-biting frost: Descend, ye chilly, smothering snows! Not all your rage, as now united, shows More hard24 Aug 2026 22:05 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtucrgbucs2xhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mttonojk4c2iStill crowding thoughts, a pensive train, Rose in my soul, When on my ear this plaintive strain Slow, solemn, stole:-- "Blow, blow, ye winds, with24 Aug 2026 16:05 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mttonojk4c2ihttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mttljbhezo2hspoiled My heart forgets, While pitiless the tempest wild Sore on you beats. Now Phoebe, in her midnight reign, Dark muffled, viewed the dreary plain;24 Aug 2026 15:09 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mttljbhezo2hhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtsxfjqass2lchittering wing, An' close thy e'e? Ev'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exiled, The blood-stained roost, and sheep-cote24 Aug 2026 09:09 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtsxfjqass2lhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtsdbryznz2lhapping bird, wee, helpless thing, That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee? Whare wilt thou cower thy24 Aug 2026 03:09 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtsdbryznz2lhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtrp62ciwu2hthought me on the ourie cattle, Or silly sheep, wha bide this brattle O' winter war, And through the drift, deep-lairing sprattle Beneath a scar. Ilk23 Aug 2026 21:09 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtrp62ciwu2hhttps://bsky.app/profile/robertburnsbot.bsky.social/post/3mtr32ckehy2kwi' snawy wreeths up-choked, Wild-eddying swirl. Or through the mining outlet bocked, Down headlong hurl. Listening, the doors an' winnocks rattle, I23 Aug 2026 15:09 +0000at://did:plc:k3wimrg4push7traaxkhlqa7/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtr32ckehy2k