Robert Burns
Robert Burns
Robert Burns, also known as Rabbie Burns, the Bard of Ayrshire and various other names and epithets, was a Scottish poet and lyricist. He is widely regarded as the national poet of Scotland and is celebrated worldwide. He is the best known of the poets who have written in the Scots language, although much of his writing is also in English and a light Scots dialect, accessible to an audience beyond Scotland. He also wrote in standard English, and in...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth25 January 1759
teacher father teaching
God help the teacher, if a man of sensibility and genius, when a booby father presents him with his booby son, and insists on lighting up the rays of science in a fellow's head whose skull is impervious and inaccessible by any other way than a positive fracture with a cudgel.
night black arches
That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.
green
And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
latin teaching school
What's a' your jargon o' your schools, Your Latin names for horns and stools; If honest nature made you fools.
temptation experience done
What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
hero men blood
John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise, For if you do but taste his blood, 'Twill make your courage rise, Twill make a man forget his wo; 'Twill heighten all his joy.
poetry fit prime
Just now I've taen the fit o' rhyme / My barmie noddle's working prime.
views anticipation
Anticipation forward points the view.
summer play blink
Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the chrystal streamlets plays; Come let us spend the lightsome days In the birks of Aberfeldy.
cutting men air
Apropos, is not the Scotch phrase 'Auld Lang Syne' exceedingly expressive? I shall give you the verses on the other sheet. The words of 'Auld Lang Syne' are good, but the music is an old air, the rudiments of the modern tune of that name. ... Dare to be honest and fear no labor. ... Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings. ... Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure thrill the deepest notes of woe. ... Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
heart deer scottish
My heart 's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart 's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
friendship funny-new-years-eve should
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min?
wine fetch silver
Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, An' fill it in a silver tassie.
humanity rebel cruelty
It is cruelty to be humane to rebels, and humanity is cruelty.