Ma favourite fae the man, wishin ye aw a happy Burns night, Sláinte Mhath :-) A Mans a Man for A That Is there for honesty poverty That hings his head, an a that; The coward slave - we pass him by, We dare be poor for a that! For a that, an a that, Our toils obscure an a that, The rank is but the guineas stamp, The mans the gowd for a that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, an a that? Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A mans a man for a that. For a that, an a that, Their tinsel show, an a that, The honest man, tho eer sae poor, Is king o men for a that. Ye see yon birkie cad a lord, Wha struts, an stares, an a that; Tho hundreds worship at his word, Hes but a coof for a that. For a that, an a that, His ribband, star, an a that, The man o independent mind He looks an laughs at a that. A price can mak a belted knight, A marquise, duke, an a that; But an honest mans aboon his might, Gude faith, he maunna fa that! For a that, an a that, Their dignities an a that, The pith o sense, an pride o worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, (As come it will for a that,) That Sense and Worth, oer a the earth, Shall bear the gree, an a that. For a that, an a that, That man to man, the world oer, Shall brithers be for a that. Robert Burns
Posted on: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 09:47:26 +0000
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