As it appens it is around 25 January.
Burns Night is annually celebrated in Scotland on or around January 25. It commemorates the life of the bard (poet) Robert Burns, who was born on January 25, 1759. The day also celebrates Burns’ contribution to Scottish culture. Burns’ best known work is “Auld Lang Syne”.
Here’s a poem of his te start we. (Ulster Scot’s it ain’t)
The tradition has it in 200 years to have a wee dram. That is a glass r two of Whisky. Irish whiskey is with the E.
There is a toast to The Lassie’s and The Lassie’s reply but in true tradition yill had te wait til Burn’s Night to get involved and in the mood.
O, My Luve is Like a Red Red Rose.
O, my luve is like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June.
O, my luve is like a melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi the sun!
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho it were ten thousand mile!
An anuther – this is superb and as clear today as ever.
Address to the Unco Guid.
My Son, these maxims make a rule,
An lump them ay thegither:
The Rigid Righteous is a fool,
The Rigid Wise anither;
The cleanest corn that e’er was dight
May hae some pyles o caff in;
So ne’er a fellow-creature slight
For random fits o daffin.
O ye, wha are sae guid yoursel,
Sae pious and sae holy,
Ye’ve nought to do but mark and tell
Your neebours’ fauts and folly!
Whase life is like a weel-gaun mill,
Supplied wi store o water;
The heapet happer’s ebbing still,
An still the clap plays clatter!
Hear me, ye venerable core,
As counsel for poor mortals
That frequent pass douce Wisdom’s door
For glaikit Folly’s portals:
I for their thoughtless, careless sakes,
Would here propone defences –
Their donsie tricks, their black mistakes,
Their failings and mischances.
Ye see your state wi theirs compared,
And shudder at the niffer;
But cast a moment’s fair regard,
What makes the mighty differ?
Discount what scant occasion gave;
That purity ye pride in;
And (what’s aft mair than a’ the lave)
Your better art o hidin.
Think, when your castigated pulse
Gies now and then a wallop,
What ragings must his veins convulse,
That still eternal gallop!
Wi wind and tide fair i your tail,
Right on ye scud your sea-way;
But in the teeth o baith to sail,
It makes an unco lee-way
See Social Life and Glee sit down,
All joyous and unthinking,
Till, quite transmugrify’d, they’re grown
Debauchery and Drinking:
O, would they stay to calculate
Th’ eternal consequences,
Or your more dreaded hell to state –
Damnation of expenses!
Ye high, exalted, virtuous dames,
Tied up in godly laces,
Before ye gie poor Frailty names,
Suppose a change o cases:
A dear-lov’d lad, convenience snug,
A treach’rous inclination –
But, let me whisper in your lug,
Ye’re aiblins nae temptation.
Then gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler sister woman;
Tho they may gang a kennin wrang,
To step aside is human:
One point must still be greatly dark,
The moving Why they do it;
And just as lamely can ye mark,
How far perhaps they rue it.
Who made the heart, ’tis He alone
Decidedly can try us:
He knows each chord, its various tone,
Each spring, its various bias:
Then at the balance let’s be mute,
We never can adjust it;
What’s done we partly may compute,
But know not what’s resisted.
Now here are some forthcoming local connections and talks, local Burn’s Nights.
28 January 2016
The All Souls Belfast Burn’s Night which is a Charity event in The Rosemary Hall is a fine specimen of a Burn’s Night and it is a right hootenanny and the rest. What happens at Burn’s Night usually stays at Burn’s night until the following year when Auld acquaintances remember their behaviour as of the year before – or so I’m told.
Visit Facebook page AllSoulsBelfast as tickets are selling fast and numbers are limited. Cost is £15. See website or Facebook page for further details.
Arun the tun ther r sum more and the Linenhall Library have an event.
There is also a talk on a historical writer of the Bards work given by Nelson MaCausland who I believe believes the urth is a mere 6,000 yrs owl.
I wonder what the Bard we’d HIV made o that!
Anyway you have to cut these guys sum slack if the end result is a greater understanding of a man you can go an discover more abut yersel.
Are you wi me so fur.
Here’s some photos of the Fountain Street Linenhall Library PoP – Up
Book sellers. It is a bit more rustic than Waterstones on the same street but it carries a fair collection of books in good condition and some rarities and esoteric works not found elsewhere.
The decorative vibe about the place is the work of Damien Cash and his pleasant demeanour will ensure your book searching is not a forlorn one as his is an encyclopaedic knowledge of the book world.
His posters and other collected items are not necessarily book related and more ephemeral collectors items and inclined towards the talks and events which is another side of the Linenhall Libraries work.
And this one is unbelievable.
It’s apparently a COMPACT version (2 volumes) of the Oxford Etc. Dictionary.
They should have looked up the word COMPACT.
So big it sits on the floor.
12 January 2016