Maxioms by John Bunyan
Yestreen, when to the trembling string
The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',
To thee my fancy read more
Yestreen, when to the trembling string
The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',
To thee my fancy took its wing;
I sat, but neither heard nor saw.
The life blood streaming thro' my heart,
Or my more dear immortal part,
Is not more fondly read more
The life blood streaming thro' my heart,
Or my more dear immortal part,
Is not more fondly dear.
It beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town where it is
kept is "lighter than vanity."
It beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town where it is
kept is "lighter than vanity."
Care, mad to see a man sae happy,
E'en drouned himsel amang the nappy.
Care, mad to see a man sae happy,
E'en drouned himsel amang the nappy.
