New Collected Rhymes by Andrew Lang
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Will speak to Charlie in the Bush,
Like Moses, lang syne. For oft we've garred the red coats run, Frae Garry to the Rhine, Frae Bauge brig to Falkirk moor, No that lang syne. The Duke may with the Devil drink, And wi' the deil may dine, But Charlie's dine in Holyrood, As in auld lang syne. For he who did proud Pharaoh crush, To save auld Jacob's line, Shall speak to Charlie in the Bush, Like Moses, lang syne. THE PRINCE'S BIRTHDAY--ROME, 31ST DECEMBER, 1721 (A new-born star shone, which is figured on an early Medal of Prince Charles.) A wonderful star shone forth From the frozen skies of the North Upon Rome, for an Old Year's night: |
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