Today is the day, 25th of January, that we honor the original Great Scot, the wordsmithy, The Bard, the voice of the people, the badass of Ayrshire, the man who gave us Auld Lang Syne and A Red, Red Rose. Poet, songwriter, political commentator and liberal shit-disturber, Robert Burns. Robbie Burns Day is a day to unleash the Ploughman Poet within, set down and celebrate the loveliness of words, the wit and the wisdom, the power of language, the redemptive qualities of fine Scots Whiskey, and the horrific cuisine of the Highlands.
Address To A Haggis
Robert Burns (1786)
Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o’ the pudding-race!
Aboon them a’ yet tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o’a grace
As lang’s my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin was help to mend a mill
In time o’need,
While thro’ your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.
His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An’ cut you up wi’ ready sleight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like ony ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Then, horn for horn, they stretch an’ strive:
Deil tak the hindmost! on they drive,
Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
Is there that owre his French ragout
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad make her spew
Wi’ perfect sconner,
Looks down wi’ sneering, scornfu’ view
On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckles as wither’d rash,
His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash;
His nieve a nit;
Thro’ blody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread.
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He’ll mak it whissle;
An’ legs an’ arms, an’ hands will sned,
Like taps o’ trissle.
Ye Pow’rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o’ fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu’ prayer
Gie her a haggis!
Go to http://www.robertburns.org/ to learn more about this magnificent bastard on this, the most blessed of days.
2 thoughts on “Happy RBD to ye!”
Awesome. I had no idea it was Robert Burns Day. And great timing at that. We are just starting to read “Of Mice and Men” in my class, and before we start, I always show the students Burns’ poem “To a Mouse.” I’ll have to be sure and tell them about the significance of today’s date.
Hope all is well.
Paul D. Dail
http://www.pauldail.com- A horror writer’s not necessarily horrific blog
Luve it! Never forget the dear ol’ Da of Romance poets.