Maxioms by Robert Burns
Oh, stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay,
Nor quit for me the trembling spray,
A hapless lover courts read more
Oh, stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay,
Nor quit for me the trembling spray,
A hapless lover courts thy lay,
Thy soothing, fond complaining.
Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair.
Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair.
O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I.
O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I.
The wide world is all before us--
But a world without a friend.
The wide world is all before us--
But a world without a friend.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.
