Robert Burns has written many memorable poems and songs, some funny, some witty, many bawdy and a few very touching. John Anderson. My Jo is one of the latter, a song about growing old together, of love and companionship towards the end of your life. It is gentle and considerate even though it was formed... Continue Reading →
Robert Burns died on July 21, 1796 at his home in Dumfries. He was only 37 years old but despite his years left a mark like no other poet in the soul of his nation. Consigned to earth, here rests the lifeless clay, Which once a vital spark from heaven inspired! The lamp of genius... Continue Reading →
Ye maggots, feed on Nicol's brain, For few sic feasts you've gotten; and fix your claws in Nical's heart, For deil a bit o' t's rotten. Raymond Lamont- Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Cahmbers, Edinburgh, 1990 William Nicol was a friend of Robert Burns. The poet named oone of his sons after the highly intelligent... Continue Reading →
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