IF you rattle along like your Mistress’ tongue,
Your speed will outrival the dart;
But a fly for your load, you’ll break down on the road,
If your stuff be as rotten’s her heart.
(Robert Burns)
More Poetry from Robert Burns:
- A Dedication (Robert Burns Poems)
- Address to the Devil (Robert Burns Poems)
- A Dream (Robert Burns Poems)
- Address ToThe Devil (Robert Burns Poems)
- Address to the Unco Guid (Robert Burns Poems)
- Address To A Haggis (Robert Burns Poems)