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Burns Night - a Celebration of the National Poet of Scotland
Rabbie Burns
Born 25 Jan
Son of a poor farmer, he became familiar early with orally transmitted folk song and tales. His father's farm failed, and a farm he started himself quickly went bankrupt. Handsome and high-spirited, he engaged in a series of love affairs, some of which produced illegitimate children, and celebrated his lovers in his poems.
He wrote many songs, though he did not claim them or receive payment for them. Among his best-known songs are Auld Lang Syne, "Green Grow the Rashes, O," "John Anderson My Jo,"
and
"A Red, Red Rose,"
O my luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June;
O mu luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
O I will luve thee still, my dear While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve! And fare-thee-weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve, Tho' 'twere ten thousand miles.
O my luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune.
---Robert Burns
I have been to a couple Burns nights. The one I really want to attend though, is in Girvan, Scotland. Maybe next year 2004. This year, I will, attend one here in Kingston at the Tir nan Og on the 23rd of Jan and will post a slide show for you to see nearer the end of the month.