246. Song—Robin Shure in Hairst
Read '246. Song—Robin Shure in Hairst' by 'Robert Burns' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
246. Song—Robin Shure in Hairst by Robert Burns
HIS face with smile eternal drest,
Just like the Landlord’s to his Guest’s,
High as they hang with creaking din,
To index out the Country Inn.
He looked just as your sign-post Lions do,
With aspect fierce, and quite as harmless too.
——————A head, pure, sinless quite of brain and soul,
The very image of a barber’s Poll;
It shews a human face, and wears a wig,
And looks, when well preserv’d, amazing big.
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