Maxioms by Robert Burns
There's some are fou o' love divine,
There's some are fou' o' brandy.
There's some are fou o' love divine,
There's some are fou' o' brandy.
Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
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Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
Who has no will but by her high permission;
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
Who must to her his dear friend's secret tell;
Who dreads a curtain lecture worse than hell.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit or I'd break her heart.
The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'menGang aft agley. - "To A Mouse".
The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'menGang aft agley. - "To A Mouse".
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.
And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
