Awa' Whigs, Awa'

Awa' Whigs, Awa' by Robert Burns

The speaker condemns the Whigs as traitorous men who can do no good. Their arrival is compared to a June frost that destroys flourishing thistles, roses, and prosperity. The speaker laments that the ancient crown has fallen into dust and curses those who gave the Whigs power. Claiming that church and state have fallen into a decay beyond description, the speaker calls the Whigs a curse and foresees grim vengeance awakening, with royal heads hunted like a hare.

By Robert Burns · First published 1790 · Genre: Political Poetry, Satirical Poetry, Scottish Vernacular Poetry · 248 words

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Chorus. -Awa' Whigs, awa'! / Awa' Whigs, awa'! / Ye're but a pack o' traitor louns, / Ye'll do nae gude at a'.

Our thrissles flourish'd fresh and fair, / And bonie bloom'd our roses; / But Whigs cam' like a frost in June, / An' wither'd a' our posies. / Awa' Whigs, &c.

Our ancient crown's fa'en in the dust- / Deil blin' them wi' the stoure o't! / An' write their names in his black beuk, / Wha gae the Whigs the power o't. / Awa' Whigs, &c.

Our sad decay in church and state / Surpasses my descriving: / The Whigs cam' o'er us for a curse, / An' we hae done wi' thriving. / Awa' Whigs, &c.

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Scottish political song · anti-Whig satire · royalist sentiment · Jacobite politics · treachery · political condemnation · church and state · national decline · fallen crown · monarchy · vengeance · political unrest

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