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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT, by ROBERT BURNS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O willie brew'd a peck o' maut Last Line: We are na fou, &c. Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics; Drunkards; Alcohol Abuse | |||
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut, And Rob and Allen cam to see; Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang night, Ye wadna found in Christendie. Chorus. -- We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drappie in our ee; The cock may craw, the day may daw And aye we'll taste the barley bree. Here are we met, three merry boys, Three merry boys I trow are we; And mony a night we've merry been, And mony mae we hope to be! We are na fou, &c. It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie; She shines sae bright to wyle us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee! We are na fou, &c. Wha first shall rise to gang awa, A cuckold, coward loun is he! Wha first beside his chair shall fa', He is the King amang us three. We are na fou, &c. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NO NONSENSE by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THE REPLACEMENTS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI BELLEVUE EXCHANGE by NORMAN DUBIE EVEN NOW YOU ARE LEAVING by TESS GALLAGHER ANY NEWS FROM ALPHA CENTAURI by ANSELM HOLLO A BARD'S EPITAPH by ROBERT BURNS A POET'S WELCOME TO HIS LOVE-BEGOTTEN DAUGHTER by ROBERT BURNS |
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