Poem by Robert Burns

On Edmund Burke by an Opponent and a Friend to Warren Hastings

Oft have I wonder’d that, on Irish Ground,
No poisonous reptiles ever yet were found:
Reveal’s the secret stands, of Nature’s Work!
She saved her venom, to create a Burke.

1. Canst Thou Leave Me Thus?
2. Address to General Dumourier
3. O Wha is She that Lo’es Me?
4. The Cardin’ O’t
5. Theniel Menzies’ Bonnie Mary

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