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Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2018 9:22 am
by Penny Tray
Still thou are blest, compar’d wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!
*TO A MOUSE
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2018 6:57 am
by Penny Tray
A vast, unbottom’d, boundless pit,
Fill’d fou o’ lowin’ brunstane.
Whase ragin’ flame, an’ scorchin’ heat,
Wad melt the hardest whun-stane!
The half-asleep start up wi’ fear,
An’ think they hear it roarin’;
When presently it does appear,
‘Twas but some neebor snorin’
Asleep that day.
*THE HOLY FAIR
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2018 9:34 am
by Penny Tray
O wad some Power the giftie gie us
To see oursels as ithers see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
An’ foolish notion.
*TO A LOUSE
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2018 9:13 am
by Penny Tray
From scenes like these, old Scotia’s grandeur springs,
That makes her lov’d at home, rever’d abroad;
Princes and lords are but the breath of kings,
‘An honest man’s the noblest work of God’.
*THE COTTER’S SATURDAY NIGHT
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2018 8:49 am
by Penny Tray
Some, lucky, find a flow’ry spot,
For which they never toil’d nor swat;
They drink the sweet and eat the fat,
But care or pain;
And haply eye the barren hut
With high disdain.
*EPISTLE TO JAMES SMITH
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2018 9:24 am
by Penny Tray
When Death comes in wi’ glimmerin’ blink,
An’ tips auld drucken Nanse the wink
May Sautan gie her doup a clink
Within his yett,
An’ fill her up wi’ brimstone drink,
Red-rekkin’ het.
*ADAM ARMOUR’S PRAYER
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2018 10:14 am
by Penny Tray
An lastly, Jamie, for yoursel,
May guardian angels tak a spell
And steer you seven miles south o’ Hell!
But first, before you see Heaven’s glory,
May ye get monie a merrie story,
Monie a laugh, and monie a drink,
And ay enough o’ needfu’ clink!
*EPISTLE TO JAMES TENNANT OF GLENCONNER
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2018 9:36 am
by Penny Tray
Ev’n thou who mourn’st the Daisy’s fate,
That fate is thine – no distant date;
Stern Ruin’s plough-share drives elate,
Full on thy bloom,
Till crush’d beneath the furrow’s weight,
Shall be thy doom!
*TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2018 9:45 am
by Penny Tray
To catch Dame Fortune’s golden smile,
Assiduous wait upon her;
And gather gear by ev’ry wile
That’s justify’d by honor:
Not for to hide it in a hedge,
Nor for a train-attendant;
But for the glorious privilege
Of being independent.
*EPISTLE TO A YOUNG FRIEND
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2018 8:12 am
by Hughie
On the outer box of my Christmas present from the Arran distillery given to me by our son.
I will not wind a lang conclusion,
With complimentary effusion;
But, whilst your wishes and endeavours
Are blest with Fortune's smiles and favours,
I am, dear sir, with zeal most fervent,
Your much indebted, humble servant.
*A Dedication To Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2018 10:15 am
by Penny Tray
Hughie wrote: ↑Tue Dec 25, 2018 8:12 am
On the outer box of my Christmas present from the Arran distillery given to me by our son.
I will not wind a lang conclusion,
With complimentary effusion;
But, whilst your wishes and endeavours
Are blest with Fortune's smiles and favours,
I am, dear sir, with zeal most fervent,
Your much indebted, humble servant.
*A Dedication To Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
Good one Hughie. I had it set aside as a possible 'last post' in this topic come January - back to the drawing board
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Re: A wee bit o' Burns
Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2018 10:19 am
by Penny Tray
‘And wear thou this’ – she solemn said,
And bound the holly round my head:
The polish’d leaves and berries red
Did rustling play;
And, like a passing thought, she fled
In light away.
THE VISION