Poem by Robert Burns

Reply to a Note from Capt. Riddell

Dear Sir, at ony time or tide,
I’d rather sit with you than ride,
  	Tho’ ’twere wi’ royal Geordie;
And troth! your kindness, soon and late,
Aft gars me to mysel look blate;
  	The Lord in Heaven reward ye!

1. I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen
2. Blythe Was She
3. The Banks of Nith (THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea)
4. The Flowery Banks of Cree
5. Gala Water

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