Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “There was a young curate of Minster…”

There was a young curate of Minster, 
Who admonished a giddy young spinster.
	For she used, on the ice, 
	Words not at all nice 
When he, at a turn, slid against her.

1. Inscription on a Gravestone in the Churchyard of Melrose Abbey
2. The Old Scottish Gentleman
3. Barthram’s Dirge
4. Kate Kearney
5. Loch Ina

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