Robert Burns on Christmas
1759–1796 Scotland
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There's some are fou o' love divine;
There's some are fou o' brandy.
What is life, when wanting love?
Night without a morning;
Love's the cloudless summer sun,
Nature gay adorning.
To see her is to love her,
And love but her forever;
For nature made her what she is,
And never made anither!
The wisest man the warl' e'er saw,
He dearly loved the lasses, O.
Partly wi' love o'ercome sae sair,
And partly she was drunk.
Posthumous Pieces (1799)
The golden Hours on angel wings
Flew o'er me and my Dearie;
For dear to me as light and life
Was my sweet Highland Mary.
Oh my luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
Oh my luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Johnson's The Scots Musical Museum (1787)