Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux

Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux

Robert Ruisseaux, called Robin, lies dead and free at last from poverty, hunger, anxiety, and corrosive care. Though such troubles sometimes bore down upon him, he quickly answered them with songs and rhymes, treating resistance through verse as a kind of sport. Raised for hard country work and known as strong and able-bodied, Robin did not regard physical labour as the measure of a man; he was most pleased when praised for being learned and clerical.

By Robert Burns · First published 1793 · Genre: Elegy, Funeral Poetry, Mock Elegy · 210 words

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Ruisseaux is French for rivulets or "burns," a translation of his name.

Now Robin lies in his last lair, / He'll gabble rhyme, nor sing nae mair; / Cauld poverty, wi' hungry stare, / Nae mair shall fear him; / Nor anxious fear, nor cankert care, / E'er mair come near him.

To tell the truth, they seldom fash'd him, / Except the moment that they crush'd him; / For sune as chance or fate had hush'd 'em / Tho' e'er sae short. / Then wi' a rhyme or sang he lash'd 'em, / And thought it sport.

Tho'he was bred to kintra-wark, / And counted was baith wight and stark, / Yet that was never Robin's mark / To mak a man; / But tell him, he was learn'd and clark, / Ye roos'd him then!

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elegy · funeral poem · death · poverty · hunger · anxiety · care and hardship · rural labor · country work · Scottish rural life · vernacular Scots · song and rhyme

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