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Comin' Thro' the Rye" is a poem written in 1784 by Robert Burns (1759–1796). The words are put to the melody of the Scottish Minstrel " Common' Frae The Town ". This is a variant of the tune to which " Auld Lang Syne " is usually sung—the melodic shape is almost identical, the difference lying in the tempo and rhythm.
The poem tells of how the poet, while out with the plough, discovers that he has crushed a daisy's stem. It is similar in some respects to his poem To a Mouse , published in the previous year. In ploughing a field in the early morning, there must have been hundreds of small flowers that were turned down by the plough and why Burns was taken ...
The author J. D. Salinger used protagonist Holden Caulfield's misinterpretation of Burns's poem "Comin' Through the Rye" as his title and a main interpretation of Caulfield's grasping to his childhood in his 1951 novel The Catcher in the Rye. The poem, actually about a rendezvous, is thought by Caulfield to be about saving people from falling ...
The "Giblet Pye" collection, printed in 1806, contained songs and poems from The Merry Muses as well as other ballads. [7] in 1823, The Songs and Ballads of Robert Burns, including Ten never before published, with a Preliminary Discourse and Illustrative Prefaces was printed in London, containing ten songs from The Merry Muses. [7]
The name of the flower likely comes from an Old English poem by John Gay about a woman by that name. It probably came over during Colonial times, when the settlers sewed the wildflower on the ...
old Phoebe said. "It's a poem. By Robert Burns." "I know it's a poem by Robert Burns." She was right, though. It is "If a body meet a body coming through the rye." I didn't know it then, though. "I thought it was 'If a body catch a body,'" I said. "Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all.
Anyway, check out the full lyrics to “Flowers” (via Genius) below in case you want to scream-sing along in the shower, etc., etc. We were good, we were gold Kind of dream that can’t be sold
This category contains articles related to the pioneering romantic poet Robert Burns, the best known of the poets who have written in the Scots language, collector of songs from across Scotland, and widely regarded as the country's national poet. Burns also wrote in the English language, notably later in his career.