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. I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen
2. Blythe Was She
3. Farewell to Ballochmyle
4. Stay My Charmer
5. On a Bank of Flowers

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