Maxioms by Robert Burns
Suspense is worse than disappointment.
Suspense is worse than disappointment.
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent;
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O Scotia! my dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent;
Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil
Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content.
As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious,
The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.
As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious,
The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.
Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in read more
Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in a' your coats,
I rede you tent it:
A chield's amang you takin notes,
And, faith, he'll prent it.
And like a passing thought, she fled
In light away.
And like a passing thought, she fled
In light away.
