Maxioms by Robert Burns
Be Briton still to Britain true,
Among oursel's united;
For never but by British hands
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Be Briton still to Britain true,
Among oursel's united;
For never but by British hands
Maun British wrangs be righted.
In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew,
How pure amang the leaves sae green!
Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew,
How pure amang the leaves sae green!
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,
O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,
O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
