RRRRobbie Burns

In honor of next weekend's upcoming Man's Weekend, I thought a little Robbie Burnes poetry was in order. Drink heartily me maties. Sure, Wyatt, Vinnie and the Badger will be doylt, drucken hash.

Scotch Drink

Let other poets raise a fracas Bout vines and wines, and drunken Bacchus, And crabbit names and stories wrack us, And grate our lug: I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us, In glass or jug.

Oh thou, my Muse! Guid auld Scotch drink! Whether thro wimplin worms thou jink, Or, richly brown, ream owre the brink, In glorious faem, Inspire me, till I lisp and wink, To sing thy name.

Let husky wheat the haughs adorn, An oats set up their awnie horn, An pease and beans at e'en or morn, Perfume the plain: Leeze me on thee, John Barleycorn, Thou king o' grain.

On thee aft Scotland chows her cood, In souple scones, the wale o' food! Or tumblin' in the boiling flood Wi' kail and beef; But when thou pours thy strong heart's blood, There thou shines chief.

Food fills the wame, and keeps us livin'; Tho' life's a gift no worth receivin', When heavy-dragg'd wi pine and grievin'; But oiled by thee, The wheels o' life gae down-hill, scrievin', Wi' rattlin' glee.

Thou clear's the head o' doited Lear: Thou cheers the heart o' drooping Care; Thou strings the nerves o' Labour sair, At's weary toil: Thou even brightens dark Despair Wi' gloomy smile.

Aft, clad in massy siller weed, Wi' gentles thou erects thy head; Yet humbly kind, in time o' need, The poor man's wine, His wee drap parritch, or his bread, Thou kitchens fine.

Thou art the life o' public haunts; But thee, what were our fairs and rants? Ev'n godly meetings o' the saunts, By thee inspir'd, When gaping they besiege the tents, Are doubly fir'd.

That merry night we get the corn in, O sweetly then thou reams die horn in! Or reekin' on a New-Year mornin' In cog or bicker, And just a wee drap sp'ritual burn in, And gusty sucker!

When Vulcan gies his bellows breath, An' ploughmen gather wi' their graith, O rare to see thee fizz and freath I' the lugget caup! Then Burnewin comes on like death At ev'ry chap.

Nae mercy, then, for airn or steel; The brawnie, banie, ploughman chiel, Brings hard owrehip, wi' sturdy wheel, The strong forehammer, Till block and studdie ring and reel Wi' dinsome clamour.

When skirlin' weanies see the light, Thou maks the gossips clatter bright How fumblin' cuifs their dearies slight - Wae worth the name! Nae howdie gets a social night, Or plack frae them.

When neibors anger at a plea, And just as wud as wud can be, How easy can the barley-bree Cement the quarrel! It's aye the cheapest lawyer's fee To taste the barrel.

Alake! That e'er my muse has reason To wyte her countrymen wi' treason; But mony daily weet their weason Wi' liquors nice, And hardly in a winter's season, E'er spier her price.

Wae worth that Brandy, burning trash! Fell source o' mony a pain and brash! Twins mony a poor, doylt, drucken hash, O' half his days; And sends beside, auld Scotland's cash Tae her worst faes.

Ye Scots, wha wish auld Scotland well! Ye chief, to you my tale I tell, Poor plackless devils like mysel' It sets you ill, Wi' bitter, dearthfu' wines to mell, Or foreign gill.

Meaning of unusual words:

crabbit=bad tempered, cross lug=ear wimplin=twisting, turning jink=dodge nimbly faem=foam haughs=river meadowland awnie=bearded Leeze me on=an expression of extreme pleasure chows her cood=chews her cud souple=thin, pliable wale=the pick, choice kail=a curly variety of cabbage scrievin'=screeching doited=foolish, crazed sucker=sugar graith=harness for horses freath=froth, foam
lugget caup=cup with projecting handles Burnewin=blacksmith airn=iron owrehip=striking metal by raising a hammer over the shoulder studdie ring=anvil ring dinsome=riotous, brawling skirlin' weanies=screaming children cuifs=fool, simpleton howdie=midwife plack=a small copper coin (worth about one-third of a penny) wyte=blame spier=ask doylt, drucken hash=muddled, drunken mess plackless=penniless mell=mix