 Winter, a dirge by Robert Burns, read for LibriVox.org by Andrew. The wintry west extends his blast, and hail and rain does blow, For the stormy north sends driving forth the blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown the berm comes down, and roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast and covert rest and pass the hardless day. The sweeping blast, the sky or cast, the joys winter day, Let others fear to me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempests howl, it sooth my soul, my griefs it seems to join, The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme these woes of mine fulfill, Fear for my rest, they must be best, because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign, end of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge by Robert Burns, read for LibriVox.org. The wintry west extends his blast, and hail and rain doth blow, For the stormy north sends driving forth the blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown the berm comes down, and roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast and covert rest and pass the hardless day. The sweeping blasts the sky or cast, the joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May, the tempests howl, It soothes my soul, my griefs it seems to join, The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme these woes of mine fulfill. Here firm I rest, they must be best, because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign, end of poem. The wintry west extends his blast, and hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth the blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown the berm comes down, and roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast and covert rest and pass the hardless day. The sweeping blasts the sky or cast, the joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May, the tempests howl, It soothes my soul, my griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme these woes of mine fulfill. Here firm I rest, they must be best, because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, To enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter Adurge by Robert Burns Read for LibriVox.org by Caitlin Cooper January 13, 2008 in Covington, Louisiana The wintry west extends his blast, and hail and rain doth blow, For the stormy north sends driving forth the blinding sleet in snow. While tumbling brown the burn comes down, and roars fray bank and bray, And bird and beast and covert rest and pass the hardless day. The sweeping blasts the sky or cast, the joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May, the tempest howl, It soothes my soul, my griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme these woes of mine fulfill. Here for my rest they must be best, because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inter, A Durge by Robert Burns Red for LibriVox.org by Clarica. The wintry west extends his blast, and hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth the blinding sleet in snow. While tumbling brown the burn comes down, And roars fray bank to bray, And birds and beast in covert rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky orcast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May, the tempest howl, It soothes my soul, my grief it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill. Here for my rest they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, To enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem This recording is in the public domain. Winter, A Durge by Robert Burns Red for LibriVox.org by Dalybab. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth the blinding sleet in snow. While tumbling brown the burn comes down, And roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast in covert rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky orcast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill. Here for my rest they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge, by Robert Burns, read for LibriVox.org by Dario Cruz. www.thecruzfamily.org The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling down, the burn comes down, And roars fray, banked to bray, And burdened beast in covert rest And past the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky overcast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine. Thou, power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These whos of fulfill mine, Hear for my rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge, by Robert Burns, Read for LibriVox.org by J. C. Guan, Montreal, January 2008. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roar spray-bang to bray, And bird and beast in cover rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky overcast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy plays, Their fate resembles mine. Thou, power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These woes of mine fulfill. Here for my rest they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge, by Robert Burns. Read for LibriVox.org by Kim Cutler. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast and covert rest And past the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky overcast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy, please, Their fate resembles mine. Now, power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These woes of mine fulfill, Here for my rest they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dost deny, assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge, by Robert Burns. Redfield LibriVox.org by Kristen Hughes. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars from bank to bray, And bird and beast in covert rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky or cast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill. Here for my rest they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dust and eye, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter. A dirge by Robert Burns. Redfield LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars fray, brank to bray. And bird and beast and covert rest And past the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky or cast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill, Hear firm I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dust and eye, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge by Robert Burns. Read for LibriVox.org by Lucy Burgoyne. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars fray, brank to bray. And bird and beast encub it rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky all cast, The joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These woes of mine fulfil. Hear firm, I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, this one request of mine, Since to thee enjoy, thou dust, deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, A Dudge by Robert Dunns. Read for LibriVox.org by Lillian Hannah. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown, the bun comes down, And roars if we bank to breathe, And burbs and beasts in covert rest And pass the hapless day. The sweeping blast, the sky all cast, The joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless tree, my fancy plea, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, this mighty scheme, These woes of mine will fill. Thou firm I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, This one request of mine, Since to enjoy, though dust deny, Assist me to resume. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge by Robert Dunns. Read for LibriVox by Laura Jackson. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain doth blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snot. While tumbling brown the burn comes down, And roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast in covert rest And pass the hapless day. The sleeping blast, the sky all cast, The joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, The griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy plea, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These woes of mine fulfill. Here firm I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, This one request of mine, Since to enjoy, though dust deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge by Robert Dunns. Read for LibriVox.org by Megan Conkel. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow, Or the storming north since driving forth The blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown the burn comes down, And roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast in covert rest And pass the hapless day. The sleeping blast, the sky all cast, The joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My grief, it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy pleas, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These woes of mine fulfill. Here firm I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, This one request of mine, Since to enjoy, though dust deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter. A dirge. By Robert Burns. Red for LibreVox.org by Mary Mack. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow, Or the storming north since driving forth The blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars fray bank to bray, And bird and beast in covert rest, And pass the heartless day. The sleeping blast, the sky all cast, The joyless winter day let others fear. To me more dear than all the pride of May. The tempest's howl, it soothes my soul, My grief's it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy, please, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme, These woes of mine fulfill. Here firm I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, oh, do thou grant This one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dust deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter. A dirge by Robert Burns. Read for Librafolks.org by Andy from Invernan, Scotland. M-E-L-Y-S dot W-S. The wintery west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow, Or the stormy north since driving forth The blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars fray bank to bray, And burdened beast in covert rest, And past the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky are cast, The joyous winter day, Let others fear to me more dear Than all the pride of me. The tempest's howl, it soothes my soul, My grief's it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy, please, Their fate resembles mine. Thou, Par Supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill, Hear far my rest, they must be based, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, or do thou grant, This one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dust deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter. A dirge by Robert Burns. Read for LibriVox.org by Peter Yersley. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snow. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars fray bank to bray, And bird and beast in covered rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky orcast, The joyless winter day, let others fear, To me more dear than all the pride of me. The tempest's howl, it soothes my soul, My grief's it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine. Thou, power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill, Hear, fur, my rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, or do thou grant, This one request of mine, Since to enjoy thou dust deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter, a dirge, by Robert Burns. Read for LibriVox.org by Rhonda Federman. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snaw. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast in covered rest, And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky orcast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear, to me more dear Than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine. Thou, power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill, Here for my rest they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, This one request of mine. Since to enjoy thou dust deny, Assist me to resign. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Winter. A dirge by Robert Burns. Red for LibriVox.org by Toby Parody. The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow, Or the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snaw. While tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars for a bank to bray, And bird and beast in covert rest And pass the heartless day. The sweeping blast, the sky or cast, The joyless winter day, Let others fear, to me more dear Than all the pride of May. The tempest howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join. The leafless trees, my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine. Thou power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfill. Here, firm I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will. Then all I want, O do thou grant, This one request of mine. Since to enjoy thou dust deny, Assist me to resign.