Robert Burns ( 10 of 99 )
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.
She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonny wee read more
She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonny wee thing,
This sweet wee wife o' mine.
And there begins a lang digression
About the lords o' the creation.
And there begins a lang digression
About the lords o' the creation.
The great Creator to revereMust sure become the creature;But still the preaching cant forbear,And ev'n the rigid feature:Yet ne'er with read more
The great Creator to revereMust sure become the creature;But still the preaching cant forbear,And ev'n the rigid feature:Yet ne'er with wits profane to rangeBe complaisance extended;An atheist laugh's a poor exchangeFor deity offended. - Epistle to a Young Friend, An.
Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
It's guid to be merry and wise,
It's guid to be honest and true,
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It's guid to be merry and wise,
It's guid to be honest and true,
It's guid to support Caledonia's cause,
And bide by the buff and the blue!
Hear how he clears the points o' Faith
Wi' rattling an' thumpin'!
Now meekly calm, now wild read more
Hear how he clears the points o' Faith
Wi' rattling an' thumpin'!
Now meekly calm, now wild in wrath,
He's stampin', and he's jumpin'!
And like a passing thought, she fled
In light away.
And like a passing thought, she fled
In light away.
The landlady and Tam grew gracious
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.
The landlady and Tam grew gracious
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.
John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise,
For if you do but taste his blood,
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John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise,
For if you do but taste his blood,
'Twill make your courage rise,
Twill make a man forget his wo;
'Twill heighten all his joy.
