A Drunk Man Look at a Thistle by Hugh MacDiarmid

John Laurie - Pop
A Drunk Man Look at a Thistle by Hugh MacDiarmid
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Yet ha'e I Silence left, the croon o' a' No' her, wha on the hills langsyne I saw Liftin' a foreheid o' perpetual snaw No' her, wha in the how-dumb-deid o' nicht Kyths, like Eternity in Time's despite No' her, withooten shape, wha's name is Daith No' Him, unkennable abies to faith —God whom, gin e'er He saw a man, 'ud be E'en mair dumfooner'd at the sicht than he —But Him, whom nocht in man or Deity Or Daith or Dreid or Laneliness can touch Wha's deed owre often and has seen owre much O I ha'e Silence left —'And weel ye micht,' Sae Jean'll say, 'efter sic a nicht!'
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- Hugh MacDiarmid