Willie Winkie and Other Songs and Poems By William Miller: Edited, with an Introduction by Robert Ford |
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A Fool's Wishes.
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A Fool's Wishes.
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A Song with the Chorus (absurdly) at the beginning of the Verse, instead of being (as usual), at the end of it.
May be sung by Anybody for the benefit of Everybody.
I wish I was a burdie, a bonny, bonny burdie,
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish I had the sense to send to Pat, the strong Potation,
The only one who knew the right, and did wrong in the nation.
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish I had the sense to send to Pat, the strong Potation,
The only one who knew the right, and did wrong in the nation.
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I wish I was a burdie, a bonny, bonny burdie,
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish I found the way to make, what all are looking after,
Although 'tis known a monied fool, excites all wise men's laughter.
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish I found the way to make, what all are looking after,
Although 'tis known a monied fool, excites all wise men's laughter.
I wish I was a burdie, a bonny, bonny burdie,
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish all men would see with me, and hold in detestation,
The over-paid and under-wrought whatever be their station.
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish all men would see with me, and hold in detestation,
The over-paid and under-wrought whatever be their station.
I wish I was a burdie, a bonny, bonny burdie,
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish my head was shaped to shape, some scheme of Education,
Whereby our youth might learn when men to practice Toleration.
I wish I was a Gentleman, I do upon my wordie,
I wish my head was shaped to shape, some scheme of Education,
Whereby our youth might learn when men to practice Toleration.
I wish—but wishes are as vain as Vanity—aye vainer,
Without the will to try to do, you ne'er can be the gainer.
I'll try to men' my foolish ways—let other's follies slumber,
That will be something for myself—one fool less of the number.
Without the will to try to do, you ne'er can be the gainer.
I'll try to men' my foolish ways—let other's follies slumber,
That will be something for myself—one fool less of the number.
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