T H E 254 TH C E LEB RATIO N TH E S CO TT IS H B A RD
OF
Robert Burns
25 J ANU AR Y 1759 – 21 J U LY 1796
T H E C AM BR ID GE S OCIE TY
OF
W ASH IN G TON DC
T W ENTY -F IFTH , J ANUARY , 2013 A T H ALF S IX E LE PHAN T AND C AST LE P UB
E V E N T P RO GR A M M E S EA T I N G AN D S U P P ER O R D ER S S HEPHE RD ' S P IE C OD & C HIPS Y O RKS HIRE P UDDING C HICKEN C URRY C AST LE S TI R F RY * C HICKEN P O T P IE * C HIC KEN
OR VEGG IE
S U P P ER S P EEC H ES S CO TISH I NDEPENDENCE D A VID H UMP HRIES (K ING ’ S )
T H E S EL K I R K G R A C E S O ME HAE MEA T AND CANNA E AT , A ND SOME WAD E AT THAT WAN T IT , B UT WE H AE ME AT AND W E CAN E AT , S AE LET TH E L ORD BE THANKI T . A D D R ES S T O T H E H AG G IS
T O A S T T O T H E L A D S & L A S S I ES : P O WER AND S TR UGGLE IN S CO TCHINGTON DC T OAST TO THE L ADS: E LI ZABETH S CHI LL (S T . E DM UND ’ S )
T O A S T T O TH E L A S SI ES : P E TER H ANSEN (H UG HES )
A U L D L AN G S Y N E G R O UP S INGING
A D D R E S S TO T H E H A G GI S 1786 F AIR
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ABOON
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P AINC H, W EEL
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ARE YE WORD Y OF A GRAC E
LANG' S MY ARM.
AS
T HE
IS
THERE T HAT O WR E HIS
RAGOUT,
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OR
FRICASSEE WAD MAK HER SPEW
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LOOKS
D O WN WI' SNEERING, SCO RNFU' VIEW
SIC A DINNER?
ON
GROANING TRENC HER T HERE YE FILL,
F RENC H
OR
POOR
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trash,
YOUR
HUD IES LIKE A DISTANT HILL,
AS
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PIN WAD HELP TO MEND A MILL
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H IS
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IN
TIME O' NEED,
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T HR O' YOUR POR ES T HE D EWS D IST IL
AMBER BEAD.
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KNIFE SEE RUSTIC
AN'
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T RENC HING
O NIE D ITC H;
AND
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O
DIGHT,
B LUIDY F LOOD OR FIELD TO DAS H,
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T HE
TREMBLING EART H RESOUNDS HIS TREAD,
CLAP
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AN'
YE
MAKE IT WHIS TLE;
T APS O' T HRIS SLE.
PO W' R S, WHA MAK MANKIND YOUR CAR E,
STRIV E:
AND
D EIL
T AK T HE HIND MOST, ON T HEY DRIV E,
AULD S COTLAND
T ILL
A' T HEIR WEEL SWALL' D KYT ES BELYV E
WAR E,
ARE
BENT LIKE DRUMS;
T HAT
T HEN
AULD
G UIDMAN,
' B ET HANKIT! '
HUMS.
MAIST LIKE TO RIV E,
HAGGIS F ED,
LEGS, AN' ARMS, AN' HEADS WILL SNED
LIKE
HOR N FOR HORN, T HEY STR ETCH AN'
RUSTIC,
IN HIS WALIE NIEVE A BLAD E,
H E' LL
WHAT A GLORIOUS SIGHT,
W ARM REEKING,
T HEN
LABOUR
YOUR GUSHING ENTR AILS BR IGHT,
LIKE
T HO' O
H IS
FECKLES S AS A WIT HER' D RAS H,
DISH T HEM OUT T HEIR B ILL O' FAR E, WANTS NAE SKINKING
JAUPS IN LUGGIES;
BUT
IF YE WISH HER GRAT FU' PR AYER,
G IE
HER A
H AGGIS!
Rabbie Burns
AULD LANG SYNE ( 1 788)
S H OULD AULD ACQUAINTANCE BE FO RGOT , AND NE VER BRO UGHT TO MIND ? S H OULD AULD ACQUAINTANCE BE FO RGOT , AND AULD LANG SYNE ! { C HORUS } F O R AULD LANG S YNE , MY JO , FO R AULD LANG S YNE , W E ’ LL TAK A C UP O ’ KINDNES S YE T , FO R AULD LANG S YNE . A ND SUR ELY Y E ’ LL BE YOUR PINT - ST OWP ! AND SUR ELY I’ LL BE MINE ! A ND WE ’ LL TAK A CUP O ’ KINDNESS YET , FO R AULD LANG S YNE . & C . W E T WA HAE R UN ABO UT T HE BR AES , AND P U ’ D T HE GOW ANS FINE ; B UT WE ’ VE WANDER ’ D MON Y A W EAR Y FIT , SIN AULD LANG SYNE . & C . W E T WA HAE P AIDL ’ D I ' THE BURN , FR AE MORNING S UN TI LL DINE ; B UT SE AS BE TW EEN US BRAID HAE R O AR ’ D SIN AULD LANG SYNE . & C . A ND THERE ’ S A H AND , MY TRUSTY FI ERE ! AND GIE ' S A H AND O ’ THINE ! A ND WE ’ LL TAK A RIGHT G UDE - WI LLY W AUGH T , FO R AULD LANG S YNE . & C . W W W . CA N T A BD C . OR G