Poem by Robert Burns

On Commissary Goldie’s Brains

Lord, to account who dares thee call,
  	Or e’er dispute thy pleasure?
Else why within so thick a wall
  	Enclose so poor a treasure?

1. For the Sake of Somebody
2. Kenmure’s on and awa
3. Ca’ the Yowes
4. Song of Death
5. On Lord Galloway («No Stewart art thou, Galloway...»)

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