Poem by Robert Burns

Another («O Lord, since we have feasted thus»)

O Lord, since we have feasted thus,
         Which we so little merit,
Let Meg now take away the flesh
         And Jock bring in the spirit!

1. I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen
2. Blythe Was She
3. Farewell to Ballochmyle
4. Stay My Charmer
5. Young Jamie, Pride of A’ the Plain

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