Poem by Robert Burns

The Toadeater

Of Lordly acquaintance you boast, 
And the Dukes that you dined wi’ yestreen, 
Yet an insect’s an insect at most, 
Tho’ it crawl on the curl of a Queen!

1. Canst Thou Leave Me Thus?
2. Address to General Dumourier
3. O Wha is She that Lo’es Me?
4. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
5. The Cardin’ O’t

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