Maxioms by Robert Burns
The landlady and Tam grew gracious
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.
The landlady and Tam grew gracious
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.
Ah, gentle dames! it gars we greet,
To think how mony consels sweet,
How mony lengthened, sage read more
Ah, gentle dames! it gars we greet,
To think how mony consels sweet,
How mony lengthened, sage advices,
The husband frae the wife despises.
Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew,
How pure amang the leaves sae green!
Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew,
How pure amang the leaves sae green!
The fear o' hell's the hangman's whip
To laud the wretch in order;
But where ye feel read more
The fear o' hell's the hangman's whip
To laud the wretch in order;
But where ye feel your honor grip,
Let that aye be your border.
