Tam O’Shanter by Robert Burns

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Tam O’Shanter by Robert Burns

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But to our tale:—Ae market night Tam had got planted unco right Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely Wi' reaming swats that drank divinely; And at his elbow, Souter Johnie His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony: Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither; They had been fou for weeks thegither The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious Wi' secret favours, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle Tam did na mind the storm a whistle Care, mad to see a man saе happy E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hamе wi' lades o' treasure The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure; Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river A moment white—then melts forever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm Nae man can tether time or tide: The hour approaches Tam maun ride

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  • Robert Burns