Had I A Cave |
Robert Burns, 1793
Had I a cave on some wild distant shore, Where the winds howl to the wave's dashing roar: There would I weep my woes, There seek my lost repose, Till grief my eyes should close, Ne'er to wake more! | 2. Falsest of womankind, can'st thou declare All thy fond, plighted vows fleeting as air! To thy new lover hie, Laugh o'er thy perjury; Then in thy bosom try What peace is there! |