January 2, 2008

Hump Day Poetry: Robert Burns

Posted in Music, Poetry at 11:03 pm by The Lizard Queen

It’s actually a song, rather than a poem, but I thought it was appropriate either way. More than once someone around me has asked, probably rhetorically, whether anyone really knows all the words to Auld Lang Syne. The answer, of course is yes: while I personally only knew the first verse and the chorus before looking it up, Wikipedia knows all

Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o’ auld lang syne

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stoup!
And surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We twa hae run about the braes,
and pou’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin’ auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin’ auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
And gies a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak a right gude-willie-waught,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

—Robert Burns, 1759–1796

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