Anonymous

“ For if you do but taste his blood,
'twill make your courage rise
'Twill make a man forget his woe,
'Twill heighten all his joy:
'Twill make the widows heart to sing,
tho the tear was in her eye
Then let us taste John Barleycorn,
each man a glass in hand,
And may his great posterity
ne'er fail in all Scotland. ”

“ And when we're aged and sair bow'd
and hirpling at the door,
Our bairns will row to keep us warm,
as we did them before
Then weel may the boatie row;
she wins the bairns' bread;
And happy be the lot of a'
that wish the boatie speed. ”

“ And miss a bonnie lassie, when the kye come hame.
See yonder pawkie shepherd, that lingers on the hill,
His ewes are in the fauld, and his lambs are lying still
Yet he downa gang to bed for his heart is in a flame,
To meet his bonnie lassie, when the kye come hame.
Awa wi' fame and fortune—what comfort can they gi'e?—
And a' the arts that prey upon man's life and liberty
Gi'e me the highest joy that the heart o' man can frame,—
My bonnie bonnie lassle when the kye come hame! ”