The Future Verdict

How will our unborn children scoff at us

In the good years to come,

The happier years to come,

Because, like driven sheep, we yielded thus,

Before the shearers dumb.

What are the words their wiser lips will say?

“These men had gained the light;

“These women knew the right;

“They had their chance, and let it slip away.

“They did not, when they might.

“They were the first to hear the gospel preached,

“And to believe therein;

“Yet they remained in sin.

“They saw the promised land they might have reached,

“And dared not enter in.

“They might have won their freedom, had they tried;

“No savage laws forbade;

“For them the way was made.

“They might have had the joys for which they cried

“And yet they shrank, afraid.

“Afraid to face-the martyr’s rack and flame?

“The traitor’s dungeon? Nay-

“Of what their world would say-

“The smile, the joke, the thinnest ghost of blame!

“Lord! Lord! What fools were they!”

And we-no longer actors of the stage

We cumber now-maybe

With other eyes shall see

This wasted chance, and with celestial rage

Cry “O what fools were we!”

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• Robert Burns: Verses To Collector Mitchell : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Jockey’s Taen The Parting Kiss: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Mally’s Meek, Mally’s Sweet: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Crowdie Ever Mair: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: News, Lassies, News: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Wren’s Nest: Fragment by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Leezie Lindsay: Fragment by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Inscription: Written on the blank leaf of a copy of the last edition of my poems, presented to the Lady whom, in so many fictitious reveries of passion, but with the most ardent sentiments of real friendship, I have so often sung under the name of-“Chloris.” by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O That’s The Lassie O’ My Heart : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Song Inscribed To Alexander Cunningham: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O Bonie Was Yon Rosy Brier: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: This Is No My Ain Lassie: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Braw Wooer: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Why, Why Tell The Lover: Fragment, by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Forlorn, My Love, No Comfort Near: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Their Groves O’Sweet Myrtle : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Twas Na Her Bonie Blue E’e: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Mark Yonder Pomp Of Costly Fashion: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: How Cruel Are The Parents: Altered from an old English song. tune-“John Anderson, my jo.” by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: On Chloris Being Ill: by Robert Burns

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