Robert Burns

There was three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.

Upon that night, when fairies
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;

Now spring has clad the grove in green, And strew'd the lea wi' flowers;
The furrow'd, waving corn is seen Rejoice in fostering showers:
While ilka thing in nature join Their sorrows to forego,
O why thus all alone are mine The wear...

Let other poets raise a
Bout vines, and wines, an drucken Bacchus,
An crabbit names an stories wrack us,     An grate our lug:
I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us,     In glass or Jug

Wee, modest, crimson-tipp èd flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem
Alas
it's no thy neibor sweet, The bonie lark, companion meet, Ben...

There's nane that's blest of human
But the cheerful and the gay, man
Here's a bottle and an honest friend
What wad ye wish for mair, man

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victory

O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

Nae gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair,
Shall ever be my muse's care;
Their titles a' are empty show;
Gie me my Highland Lassie,

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, and then forever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.

Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,
A burden more than I can bear,     I set me down and sigh:
O life
thou art a galling load,

Inscribed to R
Aiken,
Esq
"Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear, with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor...