Poem by Robert Burns

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There was a bonnie lass, and a bonnie, bonnie lass,
  	And she lo’ed her bonnie laddie dear;
Till war’s loud alarms tore her laddie frae her arms,
  	Wi’ mony a sigh and tear.

Over sea, over shore, where the cannons loudly roar,
  	He still was a stranger to fear:
And nocht could him quell, or his bosom assail,
  	But the bonnie lass he lo’ed sae dear.

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2. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
3. Peg-A-Ramsey
4. My Wife’s a Winsome Wee Thing
5. Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame

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