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Robert Burns (Роберт Бёрнс)


Scroggam


THERE was a wife wonn’d in Cockpen, 
        Scroggam;
She brew’d gude ale for gentlemen,
Sing auld Cowl, lay you down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

The gudewife’s dochter fell in a fever,
        Scroggam;
The priest o’ the parish fell in anither,
Sing auld Cowl, lay you down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

They laid the twa i’ the bed thegither,
        Scroggam;
That the heat o’ the tane might cool the tither.
Sing auld Cowl, lay you down by me,
Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.



Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The Recovery of Miss Jessy Lewars
  2. The Ploughman
  3. Had I The Wyte
  4. Montgomerie’s Peggy
  5. Their Groves O’ sweet Myrtle


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