Poem by Robert Burns

To*** («Sir, Yours this moment I unseal…»)

Sir,

Yours this moment I unseal,
  	And, faith! I am gay and hearty!
To tell the truth an’ shame the Deil,
  	I am as fu’ as Bartie:

But Foorsday, Sir, my promise leal,
  	Expect me o’ your party,
If on a beastie I can speel,
  	Or hurl in a cartie.

1. Here’s His Health in Water!
2. Theniel Menzies’ Bonnie Mary
3. To the Same
4. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
5. My Chloris

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