Read The Canongate Burns Online
Authors: Robert Burns
First printed in
The Edinburgh Literary Journal,
21st November, 1829.
Madam,
Wi' braw new branks in mickle pride,
fine, bridle, much
       And eke a braw new brechan,
also, fine, collar
My Pegasus I'm got astride,
       And up Parnassus pechin;
panting
5
Whyles owre a bush wi' downward crush,
sometimes over
       The doited beastie stammers;
half-stupid
Then up he gets, and off he sets,
       For sake o'
Willie Chalmers.
I doubt na, lass, that weel kend name
not, well-known
10
       May cost a pair o' blushes;
I am nae stranger to your fame,
no
       Nor his warm-urged wishes.
Your bonie face sae mild and sweet,
so
       His honest heart enamours,
15
And faith ye'll no be lost a whit,
fragment
       Tho' wair'd on
Willie Chalmers.
bestowed
Auld Truth hersel might swear ye're fair,
old
       And Honour safely back her,
And Modesty assume your air,
20
       And ne'er a ane mistak her:
one
And sic twa love-inspiring een,
such two, eyes
       Might fire even holy Palmers;
pilgrims
Nae wonder then they've fatal been
no
       To honest
Willie Chalmers.
25
I doubt na Fortune may you shore
not
       Some mim-mou'd pouthered priestie,
prim-, powdered
Fu' lifted up wi' Hebrew lore,
full
       And band upon his breastie;
breast
But oh! what signifies to you
30
       His lexicons and grammars;
The feeling heart 's the royal blue,
       And that's wi'
Willie Chalmers
.
Some gapin' glowrin' countra laird,
big-mouthed, staring
       May warsle for your favour;
struggle
35
May claw his lug, and straik his beard,
scratch, ear, stroke
       And hoast up some palaver.
cough, story
My bonie maid, before ye wed
       Sic clumsy-witted hammers,
such, dunces
Seek Heaven for help, and barefit skelp
bare-foot, run
40
       Awa wi'
Willie Chalmers.
Forgive the Bard! my fond regard
       For ane that shares my bosom,
one
Inspires my Muse to gie'm his dues,
give him
       For deil a hair I roose him.
not, rouse
45
May Powers aboon unite you soon,
above
       And fructify your amours, â
And every year come in mair dear
more
       To you and
Willie Chalmers.
This work was written sometime in 1786. In the Don manuscript Burns wrote âMr Chalmers, a gentleman in Ayrshire, a particular friend of mine, asked me to write a poetical epistle to a young lady, his Dulcinea. I had seen her, but was scarcely acquainted with her, and wrote as follows'.
An Invitation to a Masonic Gathering
First printed by Motherwell and Hogg, 1834.
Friday first's the day appointed
By our Right Worshipful Anointed,
       To hold our grand Procession,
To get a blade o' Johnie's Morals,
screed
5
An' taste a swatch o' Manson's barrels,
drop
       I' th' way of our Profession:
Our Master and the Brotherhood
       Wad a' be glad to see you;
would all
For me, I wad be mair than proud
would, more
10
       To share the MERCIES wi' you.
              If Death then wi' skaith then
harm
                     Some mortal heart is hechtin,
menacing
              Inform him, an' storm him,
                     That SATURDAY ye'll fecht him.
fight
Robert Burns. Mossgiel, 14th June, A.M. 5790.
This was composed on the date signed for the poet's friend, Dr John Mackenzie, a doctor in Mauchline. The St James Lodge in Tarbolton were to meet on 24th June, St John's Day.
First printed by Rev. Hamilton Paul, Ayr, 1819.
The valiant, in himself, what can he suffer?
Or what does he regard his single woes?
But when, alas! he multiplies himself,
To dearer selves, to the lov'd tender fair,
To those whose bliss, whose beings hang upon him,
To helpless children, â then, Oh then he feels
The point of misery festering in his heart,
And weakly weeps his fortunes like a coward:
Such, such am I! â undone!
                   THOMSON'S
Edward and Eleanora
Farewell, old Scotia's bleak domains,
        Far dearer than the torrid plains,
Where rich ananas blow!
pineapples
        Farewell, a mother's blessing dear!
5
A brother's sigh! a sister's tear!
        My Jean's heart-rending throe!
Farewell, my Bess! tho' thou 'rt bereft
        Of my paternal care,
A faithful brother I have left,
10
        My part in him thou'lt share!
                Adieu too, to you too,
                        My Smith, my bosom frien';
                When kindly you mind me,
                        O then befriend my Jean!
15
What bursting anguish tears my heart;
From thee, my Jeany, must I part!
        Thou, weeping, answ'rest â âNo!'
Alas! misfortune stares my face,
And points to ruin and disgrace,
20
        I for thy sake must go!
Thee, Hamilton, and Aiken dear,
        A grateful, warm adieu:
I, with a much-indebted tear,
        Shall still remember you!
25
                All-hail, then, the gale then,
                        Wafts me from thee, dear shore!
                It rustles, and whistles,
                        I'll never see thee more!
This is another less successful work from what is almost a separate sub-genre, Burns's songs and poems on departing Scotland for Jamaica in 1786.
A Farewell
First printed by J. G. Lockhart, 1829.
Farewell Dear Friend! may Guid-luck hit you,
And âmang her favorites admit you!
If e'er Detraction shore to smit you,
threaten, smite
      May nane believe him!
none
And onie deil that thinks to get you,
any devil
      Good Lord deceive him!!!
These lines are given in a letter (Letter 38) written by Burns to John Kennedy in August 1786, just after the Kilmarnock edition came out. The letter mentions the proposed Jamaica emigration.
or
The Court of Equity
First printed publicly in an appendix of Carswell's biography, 1951.
In Truth and Honour's name â AMEN â
Know all men by these Presents plain: â
This fourth o June, at Mauchline given,
The year 'tween eighty five and seven,
5
We, Fornicators by profession,
As per extractum from each Session,
extracted
In way and manner here narrated,
Pro bono Amor congregated;
for the sake of love
And by our brethren constituted,
10
A COURT OF EQUITY deputed. â
WITH special authoris'd direction
To take beneath our strict protection,
The stays-out-bursting, quondam maiden,
pregnant, erstwhile
With GROWING LIFE and anguish laden;
15
Who by the rascal is deny'd,
That led her thoughtless steps aside. â
He who disowns the ruin'd Fair-one,
And for her wants and woes cares none;
The wretch that can refuse subsistence,
20
To those whom he has given existence;
He who when at lass's by-job,
vagina
Defrauds her wi a frig or dry-bob;
mere play, no climax
The coof that stands on clishmaclavers
fool, nonesense
When women haflins offer favors: â
partly
25
All who in any way or manner
Disdain the Fornicator's honor,
We take cognisance thereanent,
The proper Judges competent. â
First, POET BURNS he takes the chair,
30
Allow'd by a', his title 's fair;
And pass'd nem. con. without dissension,
He has a DUPLICATE pretension. â
Next, Merchant SMITH, our worthy FISCAL,
To cow each pertinaceous rascal;
35
In this, as every other state,
His merit is conspicuous great:
RICHMOND the third, our trusty CLERK,
The minutes regular to mark,
And sit dispenser of the law,
40
In absence of the former twa;
two
The fourth our MESSENGER AT ARMS,
When failing all the milder terms,
HUNTER, a hearty, willing brother,
Weel skill'd in dead
1
and living leather. â
vagina
45
Without PREAMBLE less or more said,
We, body politic aforesaid,
With legal, due WHEREAS, and WHEREFORE,
We are appointed here to care for
The interests of our constituents,
50
And punish contraveening truants,
Keeping a proper regulation
Within the lists of FORNICATION. â
WHEREAS, our FISCAL, by petition,
Informs us there is strong suspicion,
55
You, Coachman DOW
2
, and Clockie BROWN,
3
Baith residenters in this town;
In other words, you, JOCK, and SANDY,
Hae been at wark at HOUGHMAGANDIE;
sexual intercourse
And now when facts are come to light,
60
The matter ye deny outright. â
FIRST, YOU, JOHN BROWN, there's witness borne,
And affidavit made and sworn,
That ye hae bred a hurly-burly
have
'Bout JEANY MITCHEL'S tirlie-whirlie,
vagina
65
And blooster'd at her regulator,
Till a' her wheels gang clitter-clatter. â
go
And farther still, ye cruel Vandal,
A tale might even in Hell be scandal!
That ye hae made repeated trials
70
Wi' drugs and draps in doctor's phials,
Mixt, as ye thought, wi' fell infusion,
deadly
Your ain begotten wean to poosion. â
own, child, poison
And yet ye are sae scant o' grace,
so
Ye daur to lift your brazen face,
dare
75
And offer for to take your aith,
oath
Ye never lifted JEANY'S claith. â
clothes
But tho' ye should yoursel manswear,
Laird Wilson's sclates can witness bear,
slates
Ae e'ening of a MAUCHLINE fair,
one
80
That JEANY'S masts they saw them bare;
For ye had furl'd up her sails,
And was at play â at heads and tails. â
NEXT, SANDY DOW, you're here indicted
To have, as publickly you're wyted,
accused
85
Been clandestinely upward whirlin
The petticoats o' MAGGY BORELAN,
And gien her canister a rattle,
given
That months to come it winna settle. â
would not
And yet, you offer your protest,
90
Ye never herried Maggy's nest;
harried
Tho, it 's weel ken'd that at her gyvel
well known, vagina
Ye hae gien mony a kytch and kyvel.
have given, thrust, bang
THEN BROWN AND DOW, before design'd,
For clags and clauses there subjoin'd,
claims
95
WE, Court aforesaid cite and summon,
That on the fifth o' July comin,
The hour o cause, in our Court-ha'.
At Whitfoord's Arms, ye answer LAW!
BUT, as reluctantly WE PUNISH,
100
An' rather, mildly would admonish:
Since BETTER PUNISHMENT prevented,
Than OBSTINACY sair repented. â
sore
Then, for that ANCIENT SECRET'S SAKE,
You have the honor to partake;
105
An for that NOBLE BADGE you wear,
YOU, SANDIE DOW, our BROTHER dear,
We give you as a MAN an' MASON,
This private, sober, friendly lesson. â
YOUR CRIME, a manly deed we view it,
110
AS MAN ALONE, can only do it;
But, in denial persevering,
Is to a SCOUNDREL'S NAME adhering.
THE BEST O MEN, hae been surpris'd;
THE BEST O WOMEN been advis'd:
115
NAY, CLEVEREST LADS hae haen a TRICK O'T,
have had
AN', BONNIEST LASSES taen a LICK O'T. â
taken
Then Brother Dow, if you're asham'd
In such a QUORUM to be nam'd,
Your conduct much is to be blam'd.
120
See, ev'n HIMSEL â there's GODLY BRYAN,
That auld WHATRECK he has been tryin;
old sexual intercourse
When such as he put to their han',
What man on CHARACTER need stan'?
Then Brother dear, lift up your brow,
125
And, like yoursel', the TRUTH avow;
Erect a dauntless face upon it,
An say, âI am the man has done it;
âI SANDIE DOW GAT MEG WI' WEAN,
got, child
âAn 's fit to do as much again.'
130
Ne'er mind their solemn rev'rend faces,
Had they â in proper times an' places,
But SEEN AN FUN' â I mukle dread it,
greatly
They just would done as you an' WE did. â
TO TELL THE TRUTH âs a manly lesson,
135
An doubly proper in a MASON. â
YOU MONSIEUR BROWN, as it is proven,
JEAN MITCHEL'S wame by you was hoven;
belly, distended
Without you by a quick repentance
Acknowledge Jean's an' your acquaintance,
140
Depend on 't, this shall be your sentence. â
Our beadles to the Cross shall take you,
And there shall mither naked make you;
mother-
Some canie grip near by your middle,
careful
They shall it bind as tight 's a fiddle;
145
The raep they round the PUMP shall tak
rope
An' tye your han's behint your back;
tie, hands
Wi' just an ell o' string allow'd
To jink an hide you frae the croud:
dodge, from
There ye shall stan', a legal seizure,
150
In during Jeanie Mitchel's pleasure;
So be, her pleasure dinna pass
do not
Seven turnings of a half-hour glass:
Nor shall it in her pleasure be
To louse you out in less than THREE. â
155
This, our futurum esse DECREET,
We mean it not to keep a secret;
But in OUR SUMMONS here insert it,
And whoso dares, may controvert it. â
This, mark'd before that date and place is,
160
SIGILLUM EST, PER
sealed by
                   BURNS THE PRESES.
This Summons and the signet mark,
EXTRACTUM EST, PER
extracted by
                   RICHMOND, CLERK
165
AT MAUCHLINE, idem date of June,
'Tween six and seven, the afternoon,
You twa, in propria personae,
two
Within design'd, SANDY and JOHNY,
This SUMMONS legally have got,
170
As vide witness underwrote:
Within the house of JOHN DOW, vinter,
NUNC FACIO HOC.
I now make this
                   GULLELMUS HUNTER.Â
In this 1786 work, Burns sets up a fictional and mock-legal Court of Equity in brilliant parody of the Ayrshire Kirk sessions on those accused of fornication and condemned by clerics. The poem, never intended as a publishable work, is partly a psychological release valve for Burns and his close cronies, James Smith (1765â1823) and John Richmond (1765â1846) who experienced the condemnation of the Kirk over sexual matters. Smith is named as the Court's Fiscal and Richmond, the Clerk. Satirically turning Church morality on its head, the poet's Court does not condemn promiscuity, but lashes those accused of fornication who are not manly enough to admit their âcrime' and accept responsibility for the children they have fathered. The âcrime' of dishonesty is made worse in Alex Dow's case, the coachman, who is also a brother Mason â such honour is âdoubly proper in a Mason'. One of the so-called accused is threatened with being tied to Mauchline Cross naked if he does not confess and admit his responsibilities. The language employed both parodies and levels the ritual seriousness of Kirk divines and the legal establishment. Considering the three extant manuscripts in the British Museum, it would appear that Burns never completed the poem to his satisfaction. Standard editions of the poem combine text from the earlier Egerton manuscript and append the closing couplets from the Hastie manuscript, as above.