Finch, selected poems, read by Linda Turbett

Linda Turbet has created an entire YouTube channel of poems by Anne Finch accompanied by eighteenth-century music and images. Among the poems included: “Love, Death, and Reputation,” “The Prevalence of Custom,” “Timely Advice to Dorinda,” “The Atheist and the Acorn,” “The Unequal Fetters,” “On Myselfe,” “The Tree,” “A Song (The Nymph, in vain, bestows her pains),” “‘Tis Strange, This Heart Within My Breast,” “Melinda On An Insippid Beauty,” “There’s No Tomorrow, and “The Losse.”

Link to it at Anne Finch Poetry channel or start with one and chain to the others: [youtube][/youtube]

Finch, “Song” (Love, thou art best of Human Joys), arr. Purcell

Source: YouTube. A sung version of Purcell’s arrangement. [youtube][/youtube]

Behn, “On Her Loving Two Equally” read by Virginia Stratton

Source: UMW. On Her Loving Two Equally

Burns, “A Man’s A Man For A’ That,” various readers

1) Read by Robert Garrison. Source: LibriVox. Download link 

2) Read by David Rintoul. Source: [kml_flashembed movie="" width="425" height="350" wmode="transparent" /]

“A Man’s A Man For A’ That”
Is there for honest Poverty
That hings his head, an’ a’ that;
The coward slave-we pass him by,
We dare be poor for a’ that!
For a’ that, an’ a’ that.
Our toils obscure an’ a’ that,
The rank is but the guinea’s stamp,
The Man’s the gowd for a’ that.

What though on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin grey, an’ a that;
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine;
A Man’s a Man for a’ that:
For a’ that, and a’ that,
Their tinsel show, an’ a’ that;
The honest man, tho’ e’er sae poor,
Is king o’ men for a’ that.

Ye see yon birkie, ca’d a lord,
Wha struts, an’ stares, an’ a’ that;
Tho’ hundreds worship at his word,
He’s but a coof for a’ that:
For a’ that, an’ a’ that,
His ribband, star, an’ a’ that:
The man o’ independent mind
He looks an’ laughs at a’ that.

A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an’ a’ that;
But an honest man’s abon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa’ that!
For a’ that, an’ a’ that,
Their dignities an’ a’ that;
The pith o’ sense, an’ pride o’ worth,
Are higher rank than a’ that.

Then let us pray that come it may,
(As come it will for a’ that,)
That Sense and Worth, o’er a’ the earth,
Shall bear the gree, an’ a’ that.
For a’ that, an’ a’ that,
It’s coming yet for a’ that,
That Man to Man, the world o’er,
Shall brothers be for a’ that.