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Famous Kirk Poems by Famous Poets

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...straught,
 I hae na ony fear.
Ye’ll catechise him, every quirk,
 An’ shore him weel wi’ hell;
An’ gar him follow to the kirk—
 Aye when ye gang yoursel.
 If ye then maun be then
 Frae hame this comin’ Friday,
 Then please, sir, to lea’e, sir,
 The orders wi’ your lady.


My word of honour I hae gi’en,
In Paisley John’s, that night at e’en,
 To meet the warld’s worm;
To try to get the twa to gree,
An’ name the airles an’ the fee,
 In legal mode an’ form:
I ken he weel a snick ...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...instance, there’s yourself just now,
 God knows, an unco calf.


And should some patron be so kind,
 As bless you wi’ a kirk,
I doubt na, sir but then we’ll find,
 Ye’re still as great a stirk.


But, if the lover’s raptur’d hour,
 Shall ever be your lot,
Forbid it, ev’ry heavenly Power,
 You e’er should be a stot!


Tho’ when some kind connubial dear
 Your but-and-ben adorns,
The like has been that you may wear
 A noble head of horns.


And, in your lug, most reverend James,...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...HEAR, Land o’ Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat’s;—
If there’s a hole in a’ your coats,
 I rede you tent it:
A chield’s amang you takin notes,
 And, faith, he’ll prent it:


If in your bounds ye chance to light
Upon a fine, fat fodgel wight,
O’ stature short, but genius bright,
 That’s he, mark weel;
And wow! he has an unco sleight
 O’ cauk and keel.


By some auld, houlet-haunted big...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
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Note 12. David Grant, Ochiltree.—R. B. [back]
Note 13. George Smith, Galston.—R. B. [back]
Note 14. John Shepherd Muirkirk.—R. B. [back]
Note 15. Dr. Andrew Mitchel, Monkton.—R. B. [back]
Note 16. William Auld, Mauchline; for the clerk, see “Holy Willie”s Prayer.”—R. B. [back]
Note 17. Vide the “Prayer” of this saint.—R. B. [back]...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...naig was ca’d a shoe on
The Smith and thee gat roarin’ fou on;
That at the L—d’s house, ev’n on Sunday,
Thou drank wi’ Kirkton Jean till Monday,
She prophesied that late or soon,
Thou wad be found, deep drown’d in Doon,
Or catch’d wi’ warlocks in the mirk,
By Alloway’s auld, haunted kirk.


 Ah, gentle dames! it gars me greet,
To think how mony counsels sweet,
How mony lengthen’d, sage advices,
The husband frae the wife despises!


 But to our tale:—Ae market night,
Tam had ...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...come! my bonie, sweet, wee dochter,
Tho’ ye come here a wee unsought for,
And tho’ your comin’ I hae fought for,
 Baith kirk and queir;
Yet, by my faith, ye’re no unwrought for,
 That I shall swear!


Wee image o’ my bonie Betty,
As fatherly I kiss and daut thee,
As dear, and near my heart I set thee
 Wi’ as gude will
As a’ the priests had seen me get thee
 That’s out o’ h—ll.


Sweet fruit o’ mony a merry dint,
My funny toil is now a’ tint,
Sin’ thou came to the warl’ asklen...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...it wi’ the plew;
 They’ll ruin Johnie!”


The creature grain’d an eldritch laugh,
And says “Ye needna yoke the pleugh,
Kirkyards will soon be till’d eneugh,
 Tak ye nae fear:
They’ll be trench’d wi’ mony a sheugh,
 In twa-three year.


“Whare I kill’d ane, a fair strae-death,
By loss o’ blood or want of breath
This night I’m free to tak my aith,
 That Hornbook’s skill
Has clad a score i’ their last claith,
 By drap an’ pill.


“An honest wabster to his trade,
Whase wife’s tw...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...ne that’s avowedly daft?


I ance was tied up like a stirk,
 For civilly swearing and quaffin;
I ance was abus’d i’ the kirk,
 For towsing a lass i’ my daffin.


Poor Andrew that tumbles for sport,
 Let naebody name wi’ a jeer;
There’s even, I’m tauld, i’ the Court
 A tumbler ca’d the Premier.


Observ’d ye yon reverend lad
 Mak faces to tickle the mob;
He rails at our mountebank squad,—
 It’s rivalship just i’ the job.


And now my conclusion I’ll tell,
 For faith I’m confou...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...degree,
The fient a pride, nae pride had he;
But wad hae spent an hour caressin,
Ev’n wi’ al tinkler-gipsy’s messin:
At kirk or market, mill or smiddie,
Nae tawted tyke, tho’ e’er sae duddie,
But he wad stan’t, as glad to see him,
An’ stroan’t on stanes an’ hillocks wi’ him.
 The tither was a ploughman’s collie—
A rhyming, ranting, raving billie,
Wha for his friend an’ comrade had him,
And in freak had Luath ca’d him,
After some dog in Highland Sang, 2
Was made lang syne,—Lor...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...dge an’ claw,
 An’ pour your creeshie nations;
An’ ye wha leather rax an’ draw,
 Of a’ denominations;
Swith to the Ligh Kirk, ane an’ a’
 An’ there tak up your stations;
Then aff to Begbie’s in a raw,
 An’ pour divine libations
 For joy this day.


Curst Common-sense, that imp o’ hell,
 Cam in wi’ Maggie Lauder; 1
But Oliphant 2 aft made her yell,
 An’ Russell 3 sair misca’d her:
This day Mackinlay 4 taks the flail,
 An’ he’s the boy will blaud her!
He’ll clap a shangan on he...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...with gratitude and praise
That they enrapture all the year.
And if there is a God babove,
(As they would tell me in the Kirk,)
How he must look with pride and love
Upon his perfect handiwork!

To-day has been a lyric day
I hope I shall remember long,
Of meadow dance and roundelay,
Of woodland glee, of glow and song.
Such joy I saw in maidens eyes,
In mother gaze such tender bliss . . .
How earth would rival paradise
If every day could be like this!

Why die, say I? Let us liv...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...an be happy and building at home.

Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea, 
There I'll establish a city for me:
A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,
And a harbor as well where my vessels may ride.

Great is the palace with pillar and wall,
A sort of a tower on top of it all,
And steps coming down in an orderly way
To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay. 

This one is sailing and that one is moored:
Hark to the song of the sailors on board!
And see on the steps of...Read more of this...
by Stevenson, Robert Louis
...daring man.
What now can be cleard up? from the Yard the visitors urge.
Belle thro' the graves in a blast of sun
to the kirk moves the youngest witch.
Watch....Read more of this...
by Berryman, John
...,
And beastly Skelton heads of houses quote:
One likes no language but the Faery Queen ;
A Scot will fight for Christ's Kirk o' the Green:
And each true Briton is to Ben so civil,
He swears the Muses met him at the Devil.

Though justly Greece her eldest sons admires,
Why should not we be wiser than our sires?
In ev'ry public virtue we excel:
We build, we paint, we sing, we dance as well,
And learned Athens to our art must stoop,
Could she behold us tumbling through a hoop.

...Read more of this...
by Pope, Alexander
...ng swarms to settle;
Who rain'd his ministerial manna,
Till loud Sedition sung hosanna;
The grave Lords-Bishops and the Kirk
United in the public work;
Rebellion, from the northern regions,
With Bute and Mansfield swore allegiance;
All hands combin'd to raze, as nuisance,
Of church and state the Constitutions,
Pull down the empire, on whose ruins
They meant to edify their new ones;
Enslave th' Amer'can wildernesses,
And rend the provinces in pieces.
With these our 'Squire, am...Read more of this...
by Trumbull, John
...naig was ca'd a shoe on,
The smith and thee gat roarin fou on;
That at the Lord's house, ev'n on Sunday,
Thou drank wi' Kirkton Jean till Monday.
She prophesied that, late or soon,
Thou would be found deep drowned in Doon;
Or catched wi' warlocks in the mirk,
By Alloway's auld haunted kirk.

Ah, gentle dames! it gars me greet,
To think how mony counsels sweet,
How mony lengthened sage advices,
The husband frae the wife despises!

But to our tale: Ae market-night,
Tam had got ...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert
...her,
For the smile has time for growing in her eyes:
And merry go her moments, lulled and stilled in
The shroud by the kirk-chime.
It is good when it happens," say the children,
"That we die before our time."

Alas, alas, the children! They are seeking
Death in life, as best to have;
They are binding up their hearts away from breaking,
With a cerement from the grave.
Go out, children, from the mine and from the city,
Sing out, children, as the little thrushes do;
Pluck your ...Read more of this...
by Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
...The windless northern surge, the sea-gull's scream,
And Calvin's kirk crowning the barren brae.
I think of Giotto the Tuscan shepherd's dream,
Christ, man and creature in their inner day.
How could our race betray
The Image, and the Incarnate One unmake
Who chose this form and fashion for our sake? 

The Word made flesh here is made word again
A word made word in flourish and arrogant crook.
See there King Calvin with his...Read more of this...
by Muir, Edwin
...t ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

'The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
Merrily did we drop
Below the kirk, below the hill,
Below the lighthouse top.

The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the sea came he!
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.

Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noon--'
The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.

The bride hath paced into the hall,
Red as a ros...Read more of this...
by Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
...t appear in The Liberal but that do not seem to have been carried forward to subsequent collections.

1. See "Life of H Kirk White"

2. King Alfonso, speaking of the Ptolomean system said, that "had he been consulted at the creation of the world, he would have spared the Maker some absurdities."

3. See Aubrey's account of the apparition which disappeared "with a curious perfume and a melodious twang;" or see the Antiquary, Vol. I.

4. A drowned body lies at the body till rot...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)

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