Robert Burns - How To Know Him by William Allan Neilson
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page 165 of 334 (49%)
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O would they stay to calculate
Th' eternal consequences; Or--your more dreaded hell to state-- Damnation of expenses! Ye high, exalted virtuous Dames, Tied up in godly laces, Before ye gie poor Frailty names, Suppose a change o' cases; A dear lov'd lad, convenience snug, A treacherous inclination-- But, let me whisper i' your lug, [ear] Ye're aiblins nae temptation. [perhaps] Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, [trifle] To step aside is human. One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it; And just as lamely can ye mark How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us; He knows each chord, its various tone, Each spring, its various bias. Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, |
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