SELF-DEPENDENCE. "Unaffrighted by the silence round them, Undisturbed by the sights they see, These demand not that the things without them "And with joy the stars perform their shining, O air-born voice! long since, severely clear, MATTHEW ARNOLD. DAYS OF MY YOUTH. AYS of my youth, ye have glided away Day of my youth, I wish not your recall: Hairs of my youth, I'm content ye should fall: Eyes of my youth, ye much evil have seen: Cheeks of my youth, bathed in tears you have been: AULD LANG SYNE. HOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, Should auld acquaintance be forgot, For auld lang syne, my dear, We'll take a cup o' kindness yet, We twa hae rin about the braes, But we 've wandered mony a weary foot For auld lang syne, etc. We twa hae paidl't i' the burn, But seas between us braid hae roared Sin' auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, etc. And here's a hand, my trusty fier, And gie 's a hand o' thine; And we'll take a right guid willie-waugh For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, etc. And surely ye 'll be your pint-stowp, And surely I'll be mine; And we 'll take a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne etc. ROBERT BURNS. |