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Robert Burns - John Barleycorn: A Ballad
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There was three kings unto the east, 
Three kings both great and high, 
And they hae sworn a solemn oath 
John Barleycorn should die. 
 
They took a plough and plough`d him down, 
Put clods upon his head, 
And they hae sworn a solemn oath 
John Barleycorn was dead. 
 
But the cheerful Spring came kindly on, 
And show`rs began to fall; 
John Barleycorn got up again, 
And sore surpris`d them all. 
 
The sultry suns of Summer came, 
And he grew thick and strong; 
His head weel arm`d wi` pointed spears, 
That no one should him wrong. 
 
The sober Autumn enter`d mild, 
When he grew wan and pale; 
His bending joints and drooping head 
Show`d he bagan to fail. 
 
His colour sicken`d more and more, 
He faded into age; 
And then his enemies began 
To show their deadly rage. 
 
They`ve taen a weapon, long and sharp, 
And cut him by the knee; 
Then tied him fast upon a cart, 
Like a rogue for forgerie. 
 
They laid him down upon his back, 
And cudgell`d him full sore; 
They hung him up before the storm, 
And turn`d him o`er and o`er. 
 
They filled up a darksome pit 
With water to the brim; 
They heaved in John Barleycorn, 
There let him sink or swim. 
 
They laid him out upon the floor, 
To work him further woe; 
And still, as signs of life appear`d, 
They toss`d him to and fro. 
 
They wasted, o`er a scorching flame, 
The marrow of his bones; 
But a miller us`d him worst of all, 
For he crush`d him between two stones. 
 
And they hae taen his very heart`s blood, 
And drank it round and round; 
And still the more and more they drank, 
Their joy did more abound. 
 
John Barleycorn was a hero bold, 
Of noble enterprise; 
For if you do but taste his blood, 
`Twill make your courage rise. 
 
`Twill make a man forget his woe; 
`Twill heighten all his joy; 
`Twill make the widow`s heart to sing, 
Tho` the tear were in her eye. 
 
Then let us toast John Barleycorn, 
Each man a glass in hand; 
And may his great posterity 
Ne`er fail in old Scotland!
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