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Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс)


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As down the burn they took their way,
  And thro’ the flowery dale;
His cheek to hers he aft did lay,
  And love was aye the tale.

With ‘Mary, when shall we return.
  Sic pleasure to renew?’
Quoth Mary, ‘Love, I like the burn,
  And aye shall follow you.’



Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The Rantin’ Dog the Daddie O’t
  2. My Chloris
  3. It Is Na, Jean, Thy Bonnie Face
  4. Young Highland Rover
  5. I See a Form, I See a Face


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