Verses written in Friars Carse Hermitage
Written in the Hermitage of Friar's Carse. --
Thou whom chance may hither lead,
Be thou clad in russet weed,
Be thou deckt in silken stole,
Grave these maxims on thy soul. ----
Life is but a day at most,
Sprung from night, in darkness lost;
Hope not sunshine every hour,
Fear not clouds will always lour. --
Happiness is but a name,
Make Content & Ease thy aim. --
Ambition is a meteor gleam,
Fame a restless, airy dream;
Pleasures, insects on the wing
Round Peace, the tenderest flower of spring;
Those that sip the dew alone,
Make the butterflies thy own;
Those
Those that would teh bloom devour,
Crush the locusts, save the flower. --
For the Future be prepar'd,
Guard, we what thou canst not shun: --
Reverence with lowly heart,
Him whose wondrous work thou art,
Keep the name of Man in mind,
And dishonor not thy kind. ----
Reverence with lowly heart
Him whose wondrous work thou art;
Keep his Goodness still in view,
Thy trust -- and thy example too. --
Stranger, go! Heaven be thy guide!
Quod, the Beadsman on Nid-side. --
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herever thou canst guard,
But thy utmost duly done,
Welcome
Key details
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/165
- Alt. number
- 3.6215.f
- Date
- June 1788
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
- Recipient
- Stewart, Mrs Alexander
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/165
- Alt. number
- 3.6215.f
- Date
- June 1788
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
- Recipient
- Stewart, Mrs Alexander
Description
Verses written in Friars Carse Hermitage, part of the Afton manuscript collection.
In this poem, the Poet addresses himself to the rustic and the rich, contrasting the aims and ambitions of man with that which will ensure true contentment of the mind and the soul.
In this second page Burns completes the first verso of the poem urging the preservation of what matters in the population, the workers. He goes on to say look to the future but once you have done what you can, accept the outcome and don't worry about the past.
At the time of writing this poem, Burns had just settled in his new farm of Ellisland neighbouring the Glenriddell estate and Friars' Carse, where Capt. Riddell lived. Nearby was a secluded monk’s hermitage to which the Captain gave Robert a key and it was here that he wrote this poem in June 1788. It may be he was thinking of his ruinous financial bargain and consequential lifestyle, as he was comparing his recent stay in Edinburgh, where he was entertained and lauded as Caledonia's Bard in rich surroundings but now had become the 'Beggar of Nithsdale'.
This particular manuscript is part of the Afton Manuscript collection. This collection of thirteen poems was presented by Robert to Mrs Alexander Stewart of Stair in 1791.
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