Poem by Robert Burns

Addressed to a Lady Whom the Author Feared He Had Offended

Rusticity’s ungainly form
  	May cloud the highest mind;
But when the heart is nobly warm,
  	The good excuse will find.

Propriety’s cold cautious rules
  	Warm fervour may o’erlook;
But spare poor sensibility
  	The ungentle, harsh rebuke.

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

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