The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/O raging Fortune's Withering Blast

by Robert Burns (1759-1796)

O RAGING FORTUNE'S WITHERING BLAST.

 

O raging fortune's withering blast
Has laid my leaf full low! O
O raging fortune's withering blast
Has laid my leaf full low! O.

My stem was fair, my bud was green,
My blossom sweet did blow; O
The dew fell fresh, the sun rose mild,
And made my branches grow; O.

But luckless fortune's northern storms
Laid a' my blossoms low, O
But luckless fortune's northern storms
Laid a' my blossoms low, O.