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“O had I power like inclination,
I'd hoist thee up a constellation!
To canter with the Sagittare,
Or leap the Ecliptic like a bear,
Or turn the Pole like any arrow;
Or when old Phoebus bids good-morrow
Down the Zodiac urge the race,
And cast dirt on his godship's face:
For I could lay my bread and kale
He'd ne'er cast salt upon they tail!”
Burns, Robert.
I'd hoist thee up a constellation!
To canter with the Sagittare,
Or leap the Ecliptic like a bear,
Or turn the Pole like any arrow;
Or when old Phoebus bids good-morrow
Down the Zodiac urge the race,
And cast dirt on his godship's face:
For I could lay my bread and kale
He'd ne'er cast salt upon they tail!”
Burns, Robert.
