"The night was still, and o'er the hill The moon shone on the castle wa'; The mavissang, while dew-drops hang Around her on the castle wa'; Saemerrily they danced the ring Fraeeenin' tillthe cockdid craw; And aye the o'erwordo'the spring Was ""Irvine's bairns are boniea'."""
Ha! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlinferlie? Your impudence protects you sairly; I cannasay but ye struntrarely, Owregauze and lace; Tho', faith! I fear ye dine but sparely On sic a place. Ye ugly, creepin, blastitwonner, Detested, shunn'd bysauntan' sinner, How daur ye set your fitupon her- Saefine a lady? Gaesomewhere else and seek your dinner [...]
Wee, modest crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in anevil hour; For I maun crush amangthe stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas! it's nothy neiborsweet, The bonielark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet, Wi'spreckl'd breast! When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east. Cauldblew [...]
I hold it, sir, my bounden duty To warn you how that Master Tootie, Alias, LairdM'Gaun, Was here to hire yonlad away 'Bout whom ye spakthe titherday, An' wadhae don't affhan'; But lest he learn the callantricks- An' faith I muckledoubt him- Like scrapin out auldCrummie's nicks, An' tellin lies about them; As lievethen, I'd [...]
Now, Kennedy, if foot orhorse E'erbring you in by Mauchlin corse, (Lord, man, there's lasses there wadforce A hermit's fancy; An' down the gatein faith they're worse, An' mairunchancy). But as I'm sayin, please step to Dow's, An' taste sicgearas Johnie brews, Tillsome bitcallanbring me news That ye are there; An' if we dinnahaea bouze, [...]
Sir, o'er a gill I gatyour card, I trow it made me proud; "See wha taks notice o' the bard!" I lapand cried fu' loud. Now deil-ma-careabout their jaw, The senseless, gawkymillion; I'll cockmy nose abune them a', I'm roos'd by Craigen-Gillan! 'Twas noble, sir; 'twas like yourself', To grant your high protection: A great [...]
All hail! inexorable lord! At whose destruction-breathing word, The mightiest empires fall! Thy cruel, woe-delighted train, The ministers of grief and pain, A sullen welcome, all! With stern-resolv'd, despairing eye, I see each aimed dart; For one has cut my dearest tie, And quivers in my heart. Then low'ring, and pouring, The storm no more [...]
Friday first's the day appointed Bythe Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To geta blado' Johnie's morals, And taste a swatcho'Manson's barrels I'the way of our profession. The Master and the Brotherhood Would a'be glad to see you; For me I would be mairthan proud To share the mercies wi' you. If Death, [...]
Sir, Yours this moment I unseal, And faith I'm gay and hearty! To tell the truth and shame the deil, I am as fouas Bartie: ButFoorsday, sir, my promise leal, Expect me o'your partie, If on a beastieI can speel, Orhurlin a cartie. Yours, Robert Burns. Mauchlin, Monday night, 10 o'clock.
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, And leave auldScotia's shore? Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, Across th' Atlantic roar? O sweet grows the lime and the orange, And the apple on the pine; Buta'the charms o' the Indies Can never equal thine. I hae sworn by the Heavens to my [...]