'Address to a Haggis'
by Robert Burns
Alloway near Ayr, Scotland, 25th January, 1759.
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
of the Puddin'-race!
Aboon the a' ye tak your place,
Weel are ye wordy of a grace
As lang's my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdlies like a distant
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o need,
your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead
His knife see Rustic-labour dight,
An' cut you
up wi' ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Then horn for horn, they stretch an' strive:
tak the hindmost , on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes
Are bent like drums;
The 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
Looks down wi sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
Thro' bluidy flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
mak it whissle;
An' legs, an' arms, an' heads will sned,
taps o' thrissle.
Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
it ye wish her gratefu' pray'r,
Gie her a Haggis!
This part of Scotland is lucky enough to have three faultless golfing retreats, Perthshire, Angus and Dundee
along with the Kingdom of Fife. These provide many of Scotland's most beautiful and famous golf courses.
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