Poem by Robert Burns

To Mr. Syme, with a Present of a Dozen of Porter

O, HAD the malt thy strength of mind,
  Or hops the flavour of thy wit,
‘Twere drink for first of human kind,
  A gift that e’en for Syme were fit.

"Jerusalem Tavern, Dumfries."

1. The Bonnie Wee Thing
2. Farewell, Thou Stream
3. Sleep’st Thou, or Wak’st Thou
4. Craigieburn Wood
5. I See a Form, I See a Face

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