Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс)

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Wee Willie Gray, and his leather wallet,
Peel a willow wand to be him boots and jacket;
The rose upon the breir will be him trews an’ doublet,
The rose upon the breir will be him trews an’ doublet,


Wee Willie Gray, and his leather wallet,
Twice a lily-flower will be him sark and cravat;
Feathers of a flee wad feather up his bonnet,
Feathers of a flee wad feather up his bonnet. 

1. My Chloris
2. Canst Thou Leave Me Thus?
3. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
4. Stay My Charmer
5. Epistle to John Lapraix, An Old Scottish Bard

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