Written by Burns himself and an anonymous writer - this book features the story of a day in the life of scottish poet Robert Burns.
ing lips, while he recites some of the lines which he has wedded to old and familiar melodies. As Moore, a little later, secured for the Irish airs a world-wide reputation, by supplying them with words of a more popular character than their own--so Burns re-wrote the songs of his country. Thousands of people who never heard of "The Highland Watch's Farewell" have carolled that melody to his delightful verses,
My heart is sair--I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody; I could wake a winter night For the sake o' Somebody: Oh-hon! for Somebody! Oh-hey! for Somebody! I could range the world around, For the sake o' Somebody.
Ye Powers that smile on virtuous love, O, sweetly smile on Somebody! Frae ilka danger keep him free, And send me safe my Somebody! Oh-hon! for Somebody! Oh-hey! for Somebody! I wad do--what would I not? For the sake o' Somebody.
As time wears by, Burns pulls out a manuscript from his pocket, and reads his latest poem to a hilarious audience: a very masterpiece, they