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Where Sits Our Sulky, Sullen Dame, Gathering Her Brows Like Gathering Storm, Nursing Her Wrath To Keep It Warm.
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Where sits our sulky, sullen dame,
Gathering her brows like gathering storm,
Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.
-- Robert Burns (1759-1796)
-- Tam o' Shanter
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Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
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The landlady and Tam grew gracious Wi' favours secret, sweet, and precious.
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His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither,-- They had been fou for weeks thegither.
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That hour, o' night's black arch the keystane. -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Tam o' Shante
As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.
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Nae man can tether time or tide. -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Tam o' Shante
But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed
Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever....
Inspiring, bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
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