The Brigs of Ayr

The Brigs of Ayr by Robert Burns

The poem presents a simple, poor Bard who refuses to become a mercenary maker of praise, though he gratefully acknowledges Ballantine’s generous support and values honest fame. In early winter, after the harvest is secured and the countryside has grown cold and silent, he laments the killing of bees and birds by men. One night in the ancient brugh of Ayr, he leaves his bed and wanders beside the tide-swoln firth under moonlight and frost. Near the river, he hears whistling wings and sees two spirits: the presiding sprites of the Auld Brig and the New Brig. The Auld Brig appears aged, Gothic, and weathered by time; the New Brig is splendidly dressed in a fashionable new coat and carries ornamental staves. The Auld Brig greets his neighbour with a mocking warning that modern finery and pride will not last. The New Brig answers with contempt, calling the older structure narrow, ruined, ugly, and Gothic, and claiming that men of taste would rather cross the Ducat stream than look upon it. The Auld Brig boasts that he has endured floods and tides for many years and predicts that rains, torrents, thawing snow, ice, and the raging Ayr will destroy the New Brig. He condemns modern architecture as lost beside his own endurance. The New Brig retorts by attacking ancient architecture as gloomy, monstrous, tasteless, and fit only for a monkish race, frosty maids, or devotees of sullen devotion. The Auld Brig mourns remembered ancient yealings, worthy Proveses, Bailies, Deacons, Conveners, godly Councils, Brethren of the sacred gown, and godly Writers, whom he considers righteous and plain-speaking. He condemns the present graceless Gentry, accusing them of wasting well-saved gear on new brigs and harbours. The New Brig stops him, defending modern Magistrates against comparison with the old civic figures. He ridicules the former Council as pompous, ignorant men whose supposed knowledge and common sense were overtaken by stupidity. Before their quarrel can grow further, a bright fairy train dances down the glittering stream, scarcely bending the infant ice beneath its feet. Music and heroic song fill the air. The Genius of the Stream leads the company, followed by Beauty and Spring, Rural Joy and Summer, Plenty and Autumn, Winter and Hospitality, Courage, Benevolence, Learning, Worth, and Peace. Peace, crowned with hazel, gives Agriculture the broken iron instruments of death, and the sight makes the two bridge spirits forget their rising anger.

By Robert Burns · First published 1786 · Genre: Narrative Poetry, Satirical Poetry, Allegorical Poetry · 3,256 words

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A Poem

Inscribed to John Ballantine, Esq., Ayr.

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Scottish vernacular poetry · eighteenth-century Scotland · Ayrshire · River Ayr · personified bridges · old versus new · Gothic architecture · modern architecture · civic satire · municipal politics · tradition and progress · social criticism

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