The Immortal Memory

A Poet's welcome to his Love-Begotten Daughter

Welcome! my bonnie, 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

Tho' I should be the waur bestead,
Thou's be as braw and bienly clad,
And thy young years as nicely bred
Wi' education,
As onie brat o' wedlock's bed,
In a' thy station.

For if thou be what I wad hae thee,
And tak the counsel I shall gie thee,
I'll never rue the trouble wi' thee,
The cost nor shame o't,
But be a loving father to thee,
And brag the name o't.

It's the birthday of our National Bard, Robert Burns, today and the above is an extract from one of his most tender poems.

I was as at "Rabbie's Lunch" in the church hall on Wednesday and enjoyed it very much, although I found it hard when some of his love songs were sung. Went to the Brunton Theatre on Tuesday to see "Essential Scottish Opera".It was superb! They did all the well known arias, duets and quartets then some from light opera and songs from the shows. The tenor especially could give Pavarotti a run for his money!