Robert Burns ( 10 of 99 )
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us do or die.
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us do or die.
Oh, wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as ithers see us!
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Oh, wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as ithers see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
And foolish notion.
But pleasures are like poppies spread;
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.
Or like the read more
But pleasures are like poppies spread;
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white--then melts forever.
Facts are cheels that winna ding,
An' downs be disputed.
Facts are cheels that winna ding,
An' downs be disputed.
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
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Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
Comin' through the rye
. . . .
Gin a body meet a body
Comin' through the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?
I'll be merry and free,
I'll be sad for nae-body;
If nae-body cares for me,
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I'll be merry and free,
I'll be sad for nae-body;
If nae-body cares for me,
I'll care for nae-body.
What's a' your jargon o' your schools,
Your Latin names for horns and stools;
If honest nature read more
What's a' your jargon o' your schools,
Your Latin names for horns and stools;
If honest nature made you fools.
Morality, thou deadly bane,Thy tens o' thousands thou has slain!
Morality, thou deadly bane,Thy tens o' thousands thou has slain!
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.
