Poem by Robert Burns

To Mr. Renton, Berwick

Your billet, sir, I grant receipt;
Wi’ you I’ll canter ony gate,
Though ‘twere a trip to yon blue warl’,
Where birkies march on burning marl:
Then, sir, God willing, I’ll attend ye,
And to his goodness I commend ye.
        					R. BURNS.
                              R. BURNS.

1. Their Groves O’ sweet Myrtle
2. The Bonnie Wee Thing
3. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
4. The Humble Petition of Bruar Water
5. How Lang and Dreary

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