Poem by Robert Burns

On a Swearing Coxcomb

Here cursing swearing Burton lies,
A buck, a bean, or Dem-my-eyes!
Who in this life did little good.
And whose last words were Dem-my-blood!

1. Canst Thou Leave Me Thus?
2. The Posies
3. Eppie M’Nab
4. Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame
5. It Is Na, Jean, Thy Bonnie Face

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