Robert Burns: A play

by John Drinkwater

Burns (leaps on to the table with): Here’s for you, then, my hearties.

[And sings.]

I am a Bard of no regard,

Wi’ gentle folks, an’ a’ that:

But Homer-like, the glowrin byke,

Frae town to town I draw that.

Chorus

For a’ that, an’ a’ that,

An’ twice as muckle’s a’ that;

I’ve lost but ane, I’ve twa behin’,