Epistle To James Tennant Of Glenconner(2 / 3)
a burning an' a shining light.
my heart-warm love to guid auld glen,
the ace an' wale of honest men:
when bending down wi' auld grey hairs
beneath the load of years and cares,
may he who made him still support him,
an' views beyond the grave comfort him;
his worthy fam'ly far and near,
god bless them a' wi' grace and gear!
my auld schoolfellow, preacher willie,
the manly tar, my mason-billie,
and auchenbay, i wish him joy,
if he's a parent, lass or boy,
may he be dad, and meg the mither,
just five-and-forty years thegither!
and no forgetting wabster charlie,
i'm tauld he offers very fairly.
an' lord, remember singing sannock,
wi' hale breeks, saxpence, an' a bannock!
and next, my auld acquaintance, nancy,
since she is fitted to her fancy,
an' her kind stars hae airted till her
ga guid chiel wi' a pickle siller.
my kindest, best respects, i sen' it,
to cousin kate, an' sister janet:
tell them, frae me, wi' chiels be cautious,
for, faith, they'll aiblins fin' them fashious;
to grant a heart is fairly civil,
but to grant a maidenhead's the devil.
an' lastly, jamie, for yoursel, ↑返回顶部↑
my heart-warm love to guid auld glen,
the ace an' wale of honest men:
when bending down wi' auld grey hairs
beneath the load of years and cares,
may he who made him still support him,
an' views beyond the grave comfort him;
his worthy fam'ly far and near,
god bless them a' wi' grace and gear!
my auld schoolfellow, preacher willie,
the manly tar, my mason-billie,
and auchenbay, i wish him joy,
if he's a parent, lass or boy,
may he be dad, and meg the mither,
just five-and-forty years thegither!
and no forgetting wabster charlie,
i'm tauld he offers very fairly.
an' lord, remember singing sannock,
wi' hale breeks, saxpence, an' a bannock!
and next, my auld acquaintance, nancy,
since she is fitted to her fancy,
an' her kind stars hae airted till her
ga guid chiel wi' a pickle siller.
my kindest, best respects, i sen' it,
to cousin kate, an' sister janet:
tell them, frae me, wi' chiels be cautious,
for, faith, they'll aiblins fin' them fashious;
to grant a heart is fairly civil,
but to grant a maidenhead's the devil.
an' lastly, jamie, for yoursel, ↑返回顶部↑