Poem by Robert Burns

My Bottle

My bottle is my holy pool,
That heals the wounds o’ care an’ dool,
And pleasure is a wanton trout,
An’ ye drink it a’ ye’ll find him out.

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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