Epistle to J. Lapraik, an Old Scottish Bard

Epistle to J. Lapraik, an Old Scottish Bard

The speaker addresses an unknown fellow poet after hearing a song at a rocking, where people gather to talk, weave stockings, joke, and sing. One song, written by a husband for his wife, moves him deeply because it expresses generous, manly feeling with unusual truth. Learning that its author is an “odd kind chiel” about Muirkirk, he hears praise of Lapraik’s wit, songs, tales, and talent for company, and vows he would sacrifice greatly for the chance to share drink and conversation with him. The speaker then describes his own beginnings as a maker of rough rhymes. He modestly denies being a learned poet, calling himself merely a rhymer by chance, but defends natural inspiration against academic critics. He mocks those who rely on scholarly jargon, Latin, and Greek while lacking native sense, arguing that one spark of Nature’s fire matters more than formal learning. Though he works at plough or cart and his muse is plainly dressed, he believes simple verse may still touch the heart. He wishes for the glee of Allan, the boldness of Fergusson, or the brightness of Lapraik. Offering friendship to Lapraik, he says that true friends are few and promises to be one if Lapraik needs him. Others sometimes praise him and sometimes abuse him; one fault often charged against him is his liking for lasses, who cost him money at dance or fair and may offer him other rewards. He invites Lapraik to meet him at Mauchline Race or Mauchline Fair, where they can forget care for a night, exchange rhymes, drink together, and become better acquainted. He rejects selfish people who place money above sense, grace, love, and friendship, but welcomes those who value social pleasure, kindness, mutual aid, and brotherhood. He asks Lapraik to send even two lines in reply and declares himself his fervent friend and servant while he can still sing or whistle.

By Robert Burns · First published 1786 · Genre: Epistolary Poetry, Scottish Vernacular Poetry, Lyric Poetry · 1,324 words

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April 1, 1785

While briers an' woodbines budding green, / An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, / An' morning poussie whiddin seen, / Inspire my muse, / This freedom, in an unknown frien', / I pray excuse.

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Scottish vernacular poetry · verse epistle · eighteenth-century Scotland · rural Ayrshire · Muirkirk · Mauchline Fair · rocking gathering · folk song · poetic friendship · invitation to fellowship · drinking and conviviality · rhyme and song

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