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.
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.
There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.
Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.
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.
