Robert Burns ( 10 of 99 )
And may you better reck the rede,
Than ever did th' adviser.
And may you better reck the rede,
Than ever did th' adviser.
Mourn, little harebells, o'er the lea;
Ye stately foxgloves fair to see!
Ye woodbines, hanging bonnilie
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Mourn, little harebells, o'er the lea;
Ye stately foxgloves fair to see!
Ye woodbines, hanging bonnilie
In scented bowers!
Ye roses on your thorny tree
The first o' flow'rs.
There's some are fou o' love divine,
There's some are fou' o' brandy.
There's some are fou o' love divine,
There's some are fou' o' brandy.
Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn!
Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn!
And let us mind, faint heart ne'er wan
A lady fair.
Wha does the utmost that he read more
And let us mind, faint heart ne'er wan
A lady fair.
Wha does the utmost that he can
Will whyles do mair.
Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
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.
That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.
That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.
When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.
