Poem by Robert Burns

Sweetest May

SWEETEST May, let Love incline thee;
Take a heart which he designs thee;
As thy constant slave regard it;
For its faith and truth reward it.

Proof to shot of birth or money,
Not the wealthy, but the bonnie;
Not high-born, but noble-minded,
In love’s silken band can bind it!

1. Epigram on Captain Francis Grose, the Celebrated Antiquary
2. Bannocks O’ Barley
3. Lines Written In Friars-Carse Hermitage
4. Prologue, Spoken at the Theatre, Dumfries, on New Year’s Day Evening [1790]
5. Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald

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