Robert Burns

“ A DRINKING SONG.
WHAT argusies pride and ambition?
⁠soon or late death must take us in tow,
Each bullet has got its commission
⁠and when our time's come we must go:
CHORUS.
Then drink and sing, pang pain and sorrow,
⁠the halter was made for the neck,
He that's now lively and lusty—tomorrow,
⁠perhaps may be stretched on the deck. ”

“ Put off put off your gown of green he says,
and spread it on yonder green,
and tell them from me that in mourning you are,
or that you have lain with a man,
She’s put off her gown of green,
and spread it on the strand,
Her haunches were round and her belly was big,
from her face the colour is gone.
O is it to a man of might he says;
or is it to a man that’s mean,
or is it to one of these rank rebels,
that lately from Scotland came. ”

“ Their's ane I like sae wee as you,
(illegible text) there’s my loof I swear and vow,
⁠For life to be your ain
Now there's my loof in thine 'ad,
In thine lad, in thine 'ad,
In hopes you wi ip ove kin' lad,
⁠and take me for your ain.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”