Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс)

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WHEN first I came to Stewart Kyle,
  My mind it was na steady;
Where’er I gaed, where’er I rade,
  A mistress still I had aye:
But when I came roun’ by Mauchline town,
  Not dreadin’ ony body,
My heart was caught before I thought,
  And by a Mauchline lady.

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

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