Tuesday, January 25, 2005

In recognition of Burn's Night:

SCOTS, wha hae wi’ WALLACE bled,
Scots, wham BRUCE has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to Victorie!

Now’s the day, and now’s the hour;
See the front o’ battle lour;
See approach proud EDWARD’S power—
Chains and Slaverie!

Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward’s grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flee!

Wha, for Scotland’s King and Law,
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
FREE-MAN stand, or FREE-MAN fa’,
Let him on wi’ me!

By Oppression’s woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
LIBERTY’S in every blow!—
Let us Do or Die!

Robert Burns born January 25th, 1759

That's my 2nd favourite Burn's poem. My favourite is too long to be included here. It includes the very truthful lines:

(Auld Ayr, wham ne’er a town surpasses,
For honest men and bonie lasses).

Being born and bred in Ayr I like to think of myself as a bonnie lass.

Anyways the first person to name my favourite Burn's poem and to make it more difficult you've also got to name one other poem by Burns that mention's Ayr (can be the river or the town) gets a wee collection of Scottish sweeties.

Fellow Scots are not allowed to enter.

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