Show I j i i c iY t. t 49 THE BURNS COTTAGE ALLAWAY AYR Though Scotland boasts a thousand names j jO O Of f patriot king kina and peer 1 The noblest grandest of them all r I Was loved and cradled here y kz I a. a r Here lived led l the gentle peasant prince r F The loving cotter king f C Compared C with whom the greatest lord lordIs r ri i Is but a titled thing J but a cot roofed in with straw A hovel made o of f clay I One door shuts out the snow and storm One window greets the day And yet I stand within this room j. j c. c And hold all thrones in scorn For F or here beneath this lowly thatch Lo Loves Love's es sweetest bard was born Within this hallowed hut I feel Like one who clasps a shrine When the glad lips at last have touched r The something deemed divine And here the world through all the years As long as day returns The tribute o of f its love and tears Will Vill pay to Robert Burns In |