Poem by Robert Burns

Epigram on Said Occasion

O DEATH, hadst thou but spar’d his life
  Whom we, this day, lament!
We freely wad exchang’d the wife,
  And a’ been weel content.

Ev’n as he is, cauld in his graff,
  The swap we yet will do’t;
Take thou the carlin’s carcase add,
  Thou’se get the saul o’ boot.

1. Their Groves O’ sweet Myrtle
2. The Bonnie Wee Thing
3. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
4. Gala Water
5. Stay My Charmer

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