THE BALLAD OF RABBIE BURNS - damowords
THE BALLAD OF RABBIE BURNS - damowords
THE BALLAD OF RABBIE BURNS - damowords
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But written down! No, not a jot<br />
A poet drown’d in his life’s lot<br />
Chain’d to the daily porridge pot<br />
Ne’er knowing meat<br />
& only ma’s broth, thick hot,<br />
He loved to eat<br />
Rab felt he was a galley slave<br />
Bullwhipp’d to plough the foaming wave<br />
From early morn to early grave<br />
Without respite<br />
& escaping in books did crave<br />
Come candl’d night<br />
& foregether’d with family<br />
They shared old sangs & poetry<br />
Or snippeting thro history<br />
From Bruce to Rome<br />
For Burns was luckily bless’d wi’<br />
A braw Scotch home<br />
Rab soon absorbed his ain zeitgeist<br />
Learnt of the goods ilk cotter priced<br />
Read Grecian gods & Jesus Christ<br />
Kenn’d ailments sair<br />
But not yet how hearts crush’d & sliced<br />
By maiden’s fair<br />
Until the lad had turn’d sixteen<br />
At harvest coupling, when his e’en<br />
Was fill’d with fairest country queen<br />
One autumn less<br />
She was the fairest he had seen<br />
In dance & dress