SngO Leave Nvels
song—o leave novels 注释标题 burns never published this poem.
o leave novels, ye maue belles,
ye're safer at your spinning-wheel;
such witg books are baited hooks
for rakish rooks, like rob mossgiel;
your fiom jones and grandisons,
they make your youthful fancies reel;
they heat your brains, and fire your veins,
and then you're prey for rob mossgiel.
beware a tohat's smoothly hung,
a heart that warmly seems to feel;
that feeli but acts a part—
'tis rakish art in rob mossgiel.
the frank address, the soft caress,
are worse than poisoned darts of steel;
the frank address, and politesse,
are all finesse in rob mossgiel.
o leave novels, ye maue belles,
ye're safer at your spinning-wheel;
such witg books are baited hooks
for rakish rooks, like rob mossgiel;
your fiom jones and grandisons,
they make your youthful fancies reel;
they heat your brains, and fire your veins,
and then you're prey for rob mossgiel.
beware a tohat's smoothly hung,
a heart that warmly seems to feel;
that feeli but acts a part—
'tis rakish art in rob mossgiel.
the frank address, the soft caress,
are worse than poisoned darts of steel;
the frank address, and politesse,
are all finesse in rob mossgiel.