Reading this poem at a funeral today … feeling it personally too.
Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I cannot see,
I guess an’ fear!

Reading this poem at a funeral today … feeling it personally too.
Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I cannot see,
I guess an’ fear!

All together now, aaaaaawwwww!
We’re left to guess why it was named Rabbie though I’ve a fair idea…..
#RobertBurns #ToAMouse
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c4gx6183072o
Michael Gaydos. Kinda sad Leatherhead can't use the Scottish version because oh my god can you imagine a giant alligator man just bellowing "GANG AFT A-GLEY!" in the sewers?
Fun little moment on #Mastodon ... I had a friendly, humorous interaction with someone who posted a funny comment using part of a Robert Burns line of poetry: "The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men / Gang aft agley".
I sincerely enjoy it here. (Thank you, Peter Butler.)