Well a toast by Scots everywhere in memory of the old Bard. Weather was much nicer today, probably in the hi 60's. Went back to the optical store where I picked up my new glasses. I had my camera with me and the sales girl must have been in a fun mood. She immediately said - no papparazzi in here please & then broke into gales of laughter. Some adjustment required, I think they are good but time will tell. Stopped at the Superstition Ranch farmers store and among other things picked up some fresh oranges. They are everywhere here: street vendors, boulevards, etc. Oh & Marg wanted to mention the nice lettuce for 19 cents a head & the good deal on blueberries & strawberries. Got back late, but in time to play pool with Gerry, Ron & John. Glasses worked ok for that. Then supper with a toast [Glenlivet] to Robbie Burns - Lang may your lum reek.
'Scots, wha ae wi' Wallace bled,
ReplyDeleteScots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome tae yer gory bed,
Or tæ Victorie!
'Now's the day, and now's the hour:
See the front o' battle lour,
See approach proud Edward's power -
Chains and Slaverie!
'Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha will fill a coward's grave?
Wha sæ base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!
'Wha, for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or Freeman fa',
Let him on wi' me!
'By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
'Lay the proud usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow! -
Let us do or dee!'