Robert Burns ( 10 of 99 )
To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
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To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
Of human life.
Nae man can tether time or tide.
Nae man can tether time or tide.
What's done we partly may compute,
But know not what's resisted.
What's done we partly may compute,
But know not what's resisted.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
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Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
Who has no will but by her high permission;
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
Who must to her his dear friend's secret tell;
Who dreads a curtain lecture worse than hell.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit or I'd break her heart.
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.
G-- knows I'm no the thing I should be,
Nor am I even the thing I could be,
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G-- knows I'm no the thing I should be,
Nor am I even the thing I could be,
But twenty times I rather would be
An atheist clean,
Than under gospel colours hid be,
Just for a screen.
Now a' is done that men can do,
And a' is done in vain.
Now a' is done that men can do,
And a' is done in vain.
At length his lonely cot appears in view,
Beneath the shelter of an aged tree;
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At length his lonely cot appears in view,
Beneath the shelter of an aged tree;
Th' expectant wee-things, toddling, stacher thro'
To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee.
