It's St. Patrick's Day but it's also the anniversary of my maternal grandfather's birthday. He was Scottish. So today there are 2 poems. One by James Joyce and one by Robert Burns. I think they go pretty well together.
Lightly Come or Lightly Go
by James Joyce
Lightly come or lightly go:
Though thy heart presage thee woe,
Vales and many a wasted sun,
Oread let thy laughter run,
Till the irreverent mountain air
Ripple all thy flying hair.
Lightly, lightly -- - ever so:
Clouds that wrap the vales below
At the hour of evenstar
Lowliest attendants are;
Love and laughter song-confessed
When the heart is heaviest.
Epitaph on William Muir
by Robert Burns
An HONEST man here lies at rest,
As e'er God with his image blest;
the friend of man, the friend of truth,
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warm'd,
Few heads with knowledge so informed;
If there is another world, he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this.
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