Works in the Herald 1933

A record atendance is expected at Wirth's Olympia on Sunday, when Melbourne Scotsmen will celebrate the anniversary of the birth of Robert Burns.

Gin you're gangin' doon the city
   Come next Sabbath afternoon,
An' you'll catch a glimpse o' Tartan
   An' you'll hear a skirlin' tune;
An' you'll see a crowd o' laddies
   Lookin' verra dour an' staid,
Wi' just here an' there a Cairngorn,
   An' a wee tiny speck o' plaid;
Dinna think from their expression
   They are on some mission sad
For their thoughts are back wi' Bobbie,
   Wi' the braw, brave ploughman lad.
Once again they'll see him treadin'
   Dreary-eyed behind the plough,
With his thoughts amonsgt the angels
   And a brave light on his brow.
Once again they'll see him sparking
   By the burnside and the glen,
Wi' another sort of angel --
   An' a sonsy lass ye ken.
Aye, a thousand sober Scotsmen
   On the Sabbath afternoon,
Will be back again with Bobbie
   With a graceless, godlike gloom.
But they'll not tell of his tailin's;
   He was human, he was young,
But they'll join him in his dreaming,
   And the rare brave songs he sung
Singing songs of bonny Scotland,
   That will never fade with time:
Noble thochts of truth and beauty
   That is genius put in rhyme
And they'll love him for his dreaming --
   Aye, and for his failin's, too, 
When their thoughts go back to Bobbie,
   Sweetest singer Scotland knew.

Herald, 20 January 1933, p8

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