Poem by Robert Burns

On Hearing that there was Falsehood in the Reverend Doctor Babington’s Very Looks

That there is falsehood in his looks
  	I must and will deny;
They say their master is a knave –
  	And sure they do not lie.

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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