Address To A Haggis. Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy of a grace As lang's my arm. The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o' need, While thro' your pores the dews distil Like amber bead.
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- Address to a Haggis (Scots: Address to the Haggis) is a Scots language poem by Scottish poet, Robert Burns in 1786.[1]...Bulunamadı: draft
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- ...And dish them out their meals Old Scotland wants no watery food That splashes in dishes But if you wish her grateful prayer Give her a haggis!Bulunamadı: draft
- But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed – The trembling earth resounds his tread!Bulunamadı: draft
- Address to a Haggis is a poem written by Robert Burns in 1786 and read here by John Gordon Sinclair.Bulunamadı: draft
- The imagery of the trencher, hurdies, and pin evokes a vivid picture of the haggis's anatomy, highlighting its robustness.Bulunamadı: draft
- Address to a Haggis To a Haggis is one of Burns's most famous and regularly performed poems.Bulunamadı: draft
- This analysis of Robert Burns’ “Address to a Haggis” is divided into three sections – context, rhyme scheme and rhetorical devices, and themes.Bulunamadı: draft
- But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed, The trembling earth resounds his tread, Clap in his wallie nieve a blade, He'll make it whissle; An legs an arms, an heads will sned...Bulunamadı: draft
- But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed, The trembling earth resounds his tread, Clap in his walie nieve a blade, He’ll make it whissle; An’ legs, an’ arms, an’ heads will sned...Bulunamadı: draft
