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Musing On The Roaring Ocean.

By Robert Burns

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Tune - "Druimion dubh." I.         Musing on the roaring ocean,             Which divides my love and me;         Wearying heaven in warm devotion,             For his weal where'er he be. II.         Hope and fear's alternate billow             Yielding late to nature's law,         Whisp'ring spirits round my pillow             Talk of him that's far awa. III.         Ye whom sorrow never wounded,             Ye who never shed a tear,         Care-untroubled, joy-surrounded,             Gaudy day to you is dear. IV.         Gentle night, do thou befriend me;             Downy sleep, the curtain draw;         Spirits kind, again attend me,             Talk of him that's far awa!

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Robert Burns (1759–1796) was Scotland's national poet, celebrated worldwide on Burns Night. He wrote in Scots and English, producing poems like "Auld Lang Syne," "A Red, Red Rose," and "To a Mouse," championing democratic values and the dignity of common people.

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