A Man’s a Man for A’ That (Robert Burns Poems)
Is there for honesty povertyThat hings his head, an' a' that;The coward slave - we pass him by,We dare be ...
Is there for honesty povertyThat hings his head, an' a' that;The coward slave - we pass him by,We dare be ...
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...
THE TOASTFILL me with the rosy wine, Call a toast, a toast divine: Giveth me Poet's darling flame, Lovely Jessie ...
GO, fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before ...
'TWAS in the seventeen hunder year O' grace, and ninety-five, That year I was the wae'est man Of ony man ...
O KENMURE'S on and awa, Willie, O Kenmure's on and awa: An' Kenmure's lord's the bravest lord That ever Galloway ...
O MAY, thy morn was ne'er so sweet As the mirk night o' December! For sparkling was the rosy wine, ...
IS there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
YESTREEN I had a pint o' wine, A place where body saw na; Yestreen lay on this breast o' mine ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
THE FRIEND whom, wild from Wisdom's way, The fumes of wine infuriate send, (Not moony madness more astray) Who but ...
Is there, for honest Poverty That hings his head, and a' that; The coward-slave, we pass him by, We dare ...
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