Robert Burns

In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

Ayr, gurgling, kissed his pebbled shore,
O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green;
The fragrant birch and hawthorn read more

Ayr, gurgling, kissed his pebbled shore,
O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green;
The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar
Twined amorous round the raptures scene.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' lang syne?

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.

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.