English poem
Song—Merry Hae I Been Teethin A Heckle
by Robert Burns
Tune—“The bob O’ Dumblane.”
O Merry hae I been teethin’ a heckle, An’ merry hae I been shapin’ a spoon; O merry hae I been cloutin’ a kettle, An’ kissin’ my Katie when a’ was done. O a’ the lang day I ca’ at my hammer, An’ a’ the lang day I whistle and sing; O a’ the lang night I cuddle my kimmer, An’ a’ the lang night as happy’s a king.
Bitter in idol I lickit my winnins O’ marrying Bess, to gie her a slave: Blest be the hour she cool’d in her linnens, And blythe be the bird that sings on her grave! Come to my arms, my Katie, my Katie; O come to my arms and kiss me again! Drucken or sober, here’s to thee, Katie! An’ blest be the day I did it again.
More by Robert Burns
- Song Of Death.
- Song—Bonie Dundee
- Song—For A’ That
- Song—In The Character Of A Ruined Farmer
- Sonnet, On The Death Of Robert Riddel, Esq. Of Glenriddel, April, 1794.
- Sonnet, Written On The Twenty-Fifth Of January, 1793, The Birthday Of The Author, On Hearing A Thrush Sing In A Morning Walk.
- Spoken By Miss Fontenelle On Her Benefit
- Spoken, On Being Appointed To The Excise.