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Braid Claith

Robert Fergusson

Ye wha are fain to hae your name
Wrote in the bonny book of fame,
Let merit nae pretension claim
To laurel’d wreath,
But hap ye weel, baith back and wame,
In gude Braid Claith.

He that some ells o this may fa,
An’ slae-black hat on pow like snaw,
Bids bauld to bear the gree awa,
Wi a’ this graith,
Whan bienly clad wi’ shell fu braw
O’ gude Braid Claith.

Waesuck for him wha has na fek o’t!
For he’s a gowk they’re sure to geck at,
A chiel that ne’er will be respekit
While he draws breath,
Till his four quarters are bedeckit
Wi gude Braid Claith.

On Sabbath-days the barber spark,
When he has done wi scrapin wark,
Wi siller broachie in his sark,
Gangs trigly, faith!
Or to the Meadow, or the Park,
In gude Braid Claith.

Weel might ye trou, to see them there,
That they to shave your haffits bare,
Or curl an’ sleek a pickle hair,
Would be right laith,
Whan pacing wi’ a gawsy air
In gude Braid Claith.

If ony mettl’d stirrah grien
For favour frae a lady’s een,
He maunna care for being seen
Before he sheath
His body in a scabbard clean
O’ gude Braid Claith.

For, gin he come wi coat thread-bare,
A feg for him she winna care,
But crook her bonny mou fu sair,
And scald him baith.
Wooers shoud ay their travel spare
Without Braid Claith.

Braid Claith lends fock an unco heese,
Makes mony kail-worms butter-flees,
Gies mony a doctor his degrees
For little skaith:
In short, you may be what you please
Wi gude Braid Claith.

For thof ye had as wise a snout on
As Shakespeare or Sir Isaac Newton,
Your judgment fouk would hae a doubt on,
I’ll tak my aith,
Till they coud see ye wi a suit on
O’ gude Braid Claith.


Robert Fergusson

from Robert Fergusson: selected poems, edited by James Robertson, (Polygon, 2000).

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Robert Fergusson1750 - 1774

Edinburgh-born poet Robert Fergusson achieved so much poetical success in his short life of twenty-four years that Robert Burns called him 'my elder brother in the muse’.
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