Poem by Robert Burns

On Miss Jessy Lewars

Written in pencil on the back of a 
Menagerie Bill

TALK not to me of savages
	From Afric’s burning sun,
No savage e’er could rend my heart,
	As, Jessy, thou hast done.

But Jessy’s lovely hand in mine,
	A mutual faith to plight,
Not ev’n to view the heavenly choir
	Would be so blest a sight.

1. Weary Fa’ You, Duncan Gray
2. Farewell to Ballochmyle
3. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
4. Simmer’s a Pleasant Time
5. It Is Na, Jean, Thy Bonnie Face

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