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The Tear-Drop
Wae is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e; Lang, lang has Joy been a stranger to me: Forsaken and friendless, my burden I bear, And the sweet voice o' Pity ne'er sounds in my ear.
Love thou hast pleasures, and deep hae I luv'd; Love, thou hast sorrows, and sair hae I pruv'd; But this bruised heart that now bleeds in my breast, I can feel, by its throbbings, will soon be at rest.
Oh, if I were--where happy I hae been-- Down by yon stream, and yon bonie castle-green; For there he is wand'ring and musing on me, Wha wad soon dry the tear-drop that clings to my e'e.
For The Sake O' Somebody
My heart is sair--I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody; I could wake a winter night For the sake o' Somebody.
O-hon! for Somebody!
O-hey! for Somebody!
I could range the world around, For the sake o' Somebody.
Ye Powers that smile on virtuous love, O, sweetly smile on Somebody!
Frae ilka danger keep him free, And send me safe my Somebody!
O-hon! for Somebody!
O-hey! for Somebody!
I wad do--what wad I not?
For the sake o' Somebody.
1795
A Man's A Man For A' That
Tune--"For a' that."
Is there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave--we pa.s.s him by, We dare be poor for a' that!
For a' that, an' a' that.
Our toils obscure an' a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a' that.
What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, an' a that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine; A Man's a Man for a' that: For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, an' a' that; The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that.
Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord, Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that; Tho' hundreds wors.h.i.+p at his word, He's but a coof for a' that: For a' that, an' a' that, His ribband, star, an' a' that: The man o' independent mind He looks an' laughs at a' that.
A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, an' a' that; But an honest man's abon his might, Gude faith, he maunna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that, Their dignities an' a' that; The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that.
Then let us pray that come it may, (As come it will for a' that,) That Sense and Worth, o'er a' the earth, Shall bear the gree, an' a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that, It's coming yet for a' that, That Man to Man, the world o'er, Shall brothers be for a' that.
Craigieburn Wood
Sweet fa's the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' Spring's return Can yield me nocht but sorrow.
I see the flowers and spreading trees, I hear the wild birds singing; But what a weary wight can please, And Care his bosom wringing!
Fain, fain would I my griefs impart, Yet dare na for your anger; But secret love will break my heart, If I conceal it langer.
If thou refuse to pity me, If thou shalt love another, When yon green leaves fade frae the tree, Around my grave they'll wither.
Versicles of 1795
The Solemn League And Covenant
The Solemn League and Covenant Now brings a smile, now brings a tear; But sacred Freedom, too, was theirs: If thou'rt a slave, indulge thy sneer.
Compliments Of John Syme Of Ryedale
Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter.
O had the malt thy strength of mind, Or hops the flavour of thy wit, 'Twere drink for first of human kind, A gift that e'en for Syme were fit.
Jerusalem Tavern, Dumfries.
Inscription On A Goblet
There's Death in the cup, so beware!
Nay, more--there is danger in touching; But who can avoid the fell snare, The man and his wine's so bewitching!