Maxioms by Robert Burns
And may you better reck the rede,
Than ever did th' adviser.
And may you better reck the rede,
Than ever did th' adviser.
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man's the gowd for a' that.
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man's the gowd for a' that.
Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare,
The desert read more
Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare,
The desert were a paradise
If thou wert there, if thou were there.
Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair.
Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair.
At length his lonely cot appears in view,
Beneath the shelter of an aged tree;
Th' expectant read more
At length his lonely cot appears in view,
Beneath the shelter of an aged tree;
Th' expectant wee-things, toddling, stacher thro'
To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee.