Mary Morison - by
O Mary, at thy window be,
/ It is the wish’d, the trysted hour;
/ Those smiles and glances let me see,
/ That make the…
O Mary, at thy window be,
/ It is the wish’d, the trysted hour;
/ Those smiles and glances let me see,
/ That make the…
O my Luve’s like a red, red rose,
/ That’s newly sprung in June;
/ O my…
I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion
An’ fellow-mortal!
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/ Now, wha this tale o’ truth shall read,
/ Ilk man and mother’s son, take heed:
/ Whene’er to drink you are inclin’d,
/ Or…
MacSween the corner butcher with confidence displays
/ for denizens of the city – ‘of toons the a per se’
/ a vegetarian haggis,…
The haggis has taken the world by storm
/ With evocative Scottishness, a cheeky chubby form
/ And an epic, eight-verse intro, which is…