Where Braving Angry Winters Storms Lyrics - Burns Robert

Where, Braving Angry Winter's Storms 

(Robert Burns) 

Where, braving angry winter's storms, 

The lofty Ochils rise, 

Far in their shade my Peggy's charms 

First blest my wondering eyes: 

As one who by some savage stream 

A lonely gem surveys, 

Astonish'd doubly, marks its beam 

With art's most polish'd blaze. 

Blest be the wild, sequester'd glade, 

And blest the day and hour, 

Where Peggy's charms I first survey'd, 

When first I felt their pow'r! 

The tyrant Death, with prim control 

May seize my fleeting breath, 

But tearing Peggy from my soul 

Must be a stronger death. 

tune: Neil Gow's lament for Abercairny (182) 

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