Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
530 . Song—Yonder pomp of costly fashion
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Round the wealthy, titled bride:
But when compar’d with real passion,
Poor is all that princely pride.
Mark yonder, &c. (four lines repeated).
What are the noisy pleasures?
The gay, gaudy glare of vanity and art:
The polish’d jewels’ blaze
May draw the wond’ring gaze;
And courtly grandeur bright
The fancy may delight,
But never, never can come near the heart.
In simplicity’s array;
Lovely as yonder sweet opening flower is,
Shrinking from the gaze of day,
But did you see, &c.
And all resistless charming,
Ambition would disown
The world’s imperial crown,
Ev’n Avarice would deny,
His worshipp’d deity,
And feel thro’ every vein Love’s raptures roll.