O Kenmure's on and Awa, Willie (Poem by Robert Burns)

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O Kenmure's on and Awa, Willie
By Robert Burns


O Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie!
    O Kenmure’s on and awa!
And Kenmure’s lord’s the bravest lord,
    That ever Galloway saw.


Success to Kenmure’s band, Willie!
    Success to Kenmure’s band;
There’s no a heart that fears a Whig,
    That rides by Kenmure’s hand.


Here’s Kenmure’s health in wine, Willie!
    Here’s Kenmure’s health in wine;
There ne’er was a coward o’ Kenmure’s blude,
    Nor yet o’ Gordon’s line.


O Kenmure’s lads are men, Willie!
    O Kenmure’s lads are men;
Their hearts and swords are metal true —
    And that their faes shall ken.


They’ll live or die wi’ fame, Willie!
    They’ll live or die wi’ fame;
But soon wi’ sounding victorie,
    May Kenmure’s lord come hame.


Here’s him that’s far awa, Willie,
    Here’s him that’s far awa;
And here’s the flower that I love best —
    The rose that’s like the snaw!

The second and third, and concluding verses of this Jacobite strain, were written by Burns: the whole was sent in his own handwriting to the Museum.

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