Last year I almost missed this one, so this year I wanted to get a jump on it.
January 25th is Robert Burns Day – The Bard of Scotland.
Probably best known (in America) for his rendition of Auld Lang Syne, Br. Burns was a prolific writer/poet/musician, and in 2009 he was chosen as the Greatest Scot by the Scottish people in a national TV vote.
In 2011, I posted a story on how to host a last minute Burns Dinner.
This year, I leave you two poems -
Fist – for the drinkers out there:
“Gie him strong drink, until he wink,
That’s sinking in despair;
An’ liquor guid to fire his bluid,
That’s prest wi’ grief an’ care;
There let him bouse, an’ deep carouse,
Wi’ bumpers flowing o’er,
Till he forgets his loves or debts,
An’ minds his griefs no more.”
Next – for the Brethren:
TO THE MEN AND BRETHREN
OF THE
MASONIC LODGE AT TARBOLTON.
Within your dear mansion may wayward contention
Or withering envy ne’er enter:
May secrecy round be the mystical bound,
And brotherly love be the centre.
Cheers
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