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Happy Burns Day from Paisley – Oor Wee Toon

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Robert Burns (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796)

Paisley – Oor Wee Toon

 

119 years ago, in 1896, a magnificent statue was erected in Paisley to mark the centenary of the death of Robert Burns, Scotland’s National Bard.

The statue is well worthy of note: like its brother statue of the Paisley poet Robert Tannahill it had been funded mainly by open air concerts given by the public-spirited members of the Tannahill Choir. These concerts, which took place in beautiful countryside in the Glenfield Estate at the foot of the Paisley’s scenic Gleniffer Braes, were the social event of the year in the town. In their heyday a huge choir of around 700 voices would sing Scots songs to an enormous audience of around 30,000 concert goers, and the audiences were scarcely less at the Burns statue series, where around 400 choristers would sing to an audience of around 20,000. The statue is today considered by many to be the finest memorial to Robert Burns in existence. This is as much due to the taste, efforts and attention to detail of the original Burns Statue Committee as it is to the substantial sum of money made available to them.

Paisley’s attachment to Burns goes back a very long way indeed, and many Burns’s many connections to the town are well known. Jean Armour, Burns’s eventual wife was sent to stay there with her uncle, Andrew Purdie, during her first confinement. Some of Burns’s closest friends and supporters lived in the area, including the Earl of Glencairn, subject of the famous “Lament”, who lived nearby at Finlaystone House in Langbank; there was also Alexander Pattison, whom Burns dubbed “The Bookseller” after he disposed of 92 copies of his 1787 Edinburgh edition to local enthusiasts, and Wilhelmina Alexander, “ The Bonnie Lass O’ Ballochmyle”, who was born and lived for over thirty years just over the town boundary at Newton House, Elderslie. Burns himself visited the town in 1787 and 1788.

Paisley was always a town in the forefront of the appreciation of the Bard’s works, and in 1805 a group of local poets, including Paisley’s own bard Robert Tannahill formed one of the world’s first Burns Clubs, meeting for the first time in January 1805 at the Starr Inn, 29 High Street, to celebrate the anniversary of the poet’s birth. In 1933 the Tannahills Cottage was given over to the custody of Paisley Burns Club, fitting indeed as Tannahill was appointed Secretary of the Paisley Burns Club when it was formed in 1805.

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Text adapted from http://www.alamoburnsclub.org.uk/

Paisley Burns Club http://www.paisleyburnsclub.org.uk/

 

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The story of Rabbie’s red, red, rose runs deeper than you might have imagined and it even has a Paisley connection.

DSC_0071“The ‘Red, Red Rose’, however, only achieved popularity when matched to ‘Low down in the Broom’, and air which first appeared in the Caledonian Pocket Companion. Burns’s words and the air ‘Low down in the Broom’ were first brought together by the Paisley composer and editor, Robert Archibald Smith, in his Scottish Minstrel, published in 1821.” Read more…

http://www.robertburns.org/encyclopedia/UrbaniPietro17491511816.871.shtml

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

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Fountain Gardens, Paisley

When did his name suddenly change? 

These little thing’s drive me insane.

Eroding, erasing, deleting, distorting,

are our memories being contorted?

His name was Rabbie when I was a child,

When through the braes we still ran wild.

A man of the people with a message to share,

Encouraging people simply to care.

His love was like a red, red rose,

As through the world his message grows

We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,

Inspired by him we never met.

But when his words rest on our ears,

Please remember the things he held dear.

No lords, no masters only brothers,

Reaching out and loving each other.

His name is Rabbie, he was a Scot,

And I’d hate to see that simply forgot.

We’ve never called our men Robbie,

As it sounds too much like the word  jobby.

His name was Rabbie, remember him with kindness,

And don’t take part in the collective blindness.

No pomp and ceremony just raise a smile,

for the Scot whose words span the miles.

Happy Burns Day

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http://masonicsourcebook.com/robert_burns_scottish_poet_mason_rosslyn_chapel.htm

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