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Address to Edinburgh

Robert Burns

“Address to Edinburgh” as printed in The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887).

Robert Burns: Collected Lyrics Text 98 1887 · historical text
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This text comes from The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.

Verse 1

Edina! Scotia's darling seat!

All hail thy palaces and tow'rs,

Where once beneath a monarch's feet

Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs!

From marking wildly-scatter'd flow'rs,

As on the banks of Ayr I stray'd,

And singing, lone, the ling'ring hours,

I shelter in thy honour'd shade.

Verse 2

Here wealth still swells the golden tide,

As busy trade his labours plies;

There architecture's noble pride

Bids elegance and splendour rise;

Here justice, from her native skies,

High wields her balance and her rod;

There learning, with his eagle eyes,

Seeks science in her coy abode.

Verse 3

Thy Sons, Edina, social, kind,

With open arms the stranger hail;

Their views enlarg'd, their lib'ral mind,

Above the narrow, rural vale;

Attentive still to sorrow's wail,

Or modest merit's silent claim:

And never may their sources fail!

And never envy blot their name!

Verse 4

Thy daughters bright thy walks adorn,

Gay as the gilded summer sky,

Sweet as the dewy milk-white thorn,

Dear as the raptur'd thrill of joy!

Fair Burnet strikes th' adoring eye,

Heaven's beauties on my fancy shine;

I see the Sire of Love on high,

And own his work indeed divine!

Verse 5

There watching high the least alarms,

Thy rough, rude fortress gleams afar;

Like some bold vet'ran, gray in arms,

And mark'd with many a seamy scar:

The pond'rous wall and massy bar,

Grim-rising o'er the rugged rock,

Have oft withstood assailing war,

And oft repell'd th' invader's shock.

Verse 6

With awe-struck thought, and pitying tears,

I view that noble, stately dome,

Where Scotia's kings of other years,

Fam'd heroes, had their royal home:

Alas how changed the times to come!

Their royal name low in the dust!

Their hapless race wild-wand'ring roam!

Tho' rigid law cries out, 'twas just!

Verse 7

Wild beats my heart, to trace your steps,

Whose ancestors, in days of yore,

Thro' hostile ranks and ruin'd gaps

Old Scotia's bloody lion bore:

Ev'n I who sing in rustic lore,

Haply my sires have left their shed,

And fac'd grim danger's loudest roar,

Bold-following where your fathers led!

Verse 8

Edina! Scotia's darling seat!

All hail thy palaces and tow'rs,

Where once beneath a monarch's feet

Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs!

From marking wildly-scatter'd flow'rs,

As on the banks of Ayr I stray'd,

And singing, lone, the ling'ring hours,

I shelter in thy honour'd shade.

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Written by Robert Burns

Words by Robert Burns. Historical text published in The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887); public domain. No claim to a modern recording or arrangement.

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The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887), “Address to Edinburgh”

Every text in this 1887 collected edition is by Robert Burns (1759-1796), who died more than 230 years ago, so the text is in the public domain worldwide; the edition carries a Wikisource PD-old determination and a pre-1931 United States publication.

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