The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/Tho' cruel Fate

by Robert Burns (1759-1796)

THO' CRUEL FATE.

 

Tho' cruel fate should bid us part,
As far's the pole and line;
Her dear idea round my heart
Should tenderly entwine.

Tho' mountains frown and deserts howl,
And oceans roar between;
Yet, dearer than my deathless soul,
I still would love my Jean.
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