Digging - by
fallen in a heap
/ again
/ why do i keep
/ falling in a heap?
/
/ i got plaster
/ i got bricks
/ i got a…
fallen in a heap
/ again
/ why do i keep
/ falling in a heap?
/
/ i got plaster
/ i got bricks
/ i got a…
To-day I reach the zenith of my life,
/ No time more noble in my span of years
/ Than this, the glorious…
The fascination of what’s difficult
/ Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent
/ Spontaneous joy and natural…
Trouble is not my middle name.
/ It is not what I am.
/ I was not born for this.
/ Trouble is not a place
/ though…
Out of the night that covers me,
/ Black as the pit from pole to pole,
/ I thank whatever gods may be
/ For my…
Brissit, brawnis and broken banis,
/ Strife, discord and waistit wanis,
/ Crookit in eild, syn halt withal –
/ These are the bewteis…
“A man’s a man for a’ that” – how does he know?
/ Traipsing with his plough, the rural hero,
/ Swaggering down the…
In to thir dirk and drublie dayis,
/ Quhone sabill all the Hevin arrayis
/ With mystie vapouris, cluddis and skyis,
/ Nature all curage me…
Nae day sae dark; nae wüd sae bare;
/ Nae grund sae stour wi’ stane;
/ But licht comes through; a sang…
What ails you, you puir auld body?
/ What gars you greet sae sair?
/ Hae you tint the…
The east wind’s whistlin’ cauld an’ shrill,
/ The snaw lies on the Lomont Hill;
/ It’s simmer i’ the almanack,
/ But…