Happy Birthday, Rabbie


O my Luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June:
O my Luve’s like the melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile!

Robert Burns 1759 – 1796

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12 Responses to Happy Birthday, Rabbie

  1. I like that portrait very much! 🙂


  2. nightlake says:

    one of my fav poems..


  3. Bring on the Haggis! 😉


    • AnElephantCant keep this secret from Roxi
      They are quite elusive wee beasties
      You have to sneak through a glen
      Round the side of the Ben
      And catch them by the seat of their breeches


  4. emmylgant says:

    Happy Birthday Mr. Burns.
    May the fires keep burning.


    • AnElephantCant deny that oor Rabbie
      Is the greatest of all the great Scots
      Not just for his verse
      But what lies behind the words
      A man’s a man for a’ that and other great thoughts


  5. Alastair says:

    Thank you for reminding me. I had Ode to a Haggis saved for tonight and forgot about it until I saw your post. Are you still in the states, and if yo are, have you got Haggis for tonight?


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