Poem by Robert Burns

To John M’Murdo, Esq.

O, COULD I give thee India’s wealth,
  As I this trifle send!
Because thy joy in both would be
  To share them with a friend.

But golden sands did never grace
  The Heliconian stream;
Then take what gold could never buy-
  An honest Bard’s esteem.

1. Farewell to Ballochmyle
2. Fairest Maid on Devon Banks
3. O Wha is She that Lo’es Me?
4. The Highland Lassie
5. Weary Fa’ You, Duncan Gray

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