Weekly Interlinear Poem







This is the poem
for the week of March 2.
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Robert Jackson

"Auld Lang Syne"

-Robert Burns


Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
auld=old
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne?
auld lang syne=old long since=old times long past
For auld lang syne, my jo,
jo=darling
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And surely yell be your pint-stowp !
be your pint-stowp=buy your pint-cup
And surely Ill be mine !
be mine=buy mine
And well tak a cup o kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
We twa=We two
braes=slopes

And pud the gowans fine ;
pu'd the gowans=picked the daisies
But weve wanderd many a weary foot,
Sin auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidld i' the burn,
We twa hae paidl'd i' the burn=We two have paddled in the stream
Frae morning sun till dine ;
frae=from
dine=dinner time

But seas between us braid hae roard
braid hae roar'd=broad have roared
Sin auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And theres a hand, my trusty fiere!
fiere=friend
And gie's a hand o thine!
gie's=give us
And well tak a right gude-willy waught,
gude-willy waught=good-will draught
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.




Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And surely yell be your pint-stowp !
And surely Ill be mine !
And well tak a cup o kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pud the gowans fine ;
But weve wanderd many a weary foot,
Sin auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidld i' the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roard
Sin auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And theres a hand, my trusty fiere!
And gie's a hand o thine!
And well tak a right gude-willy waught,
For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
Well tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.




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