Poem by Robert Burns

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WHY, why tell thy lover,
  Bliss he never must enjoy?
Why, why undeceive him,
  And give all his hopes the lie?

O why, while fancy raptured slumbers,
  Chloris, Chloris all the theme!
Why, why wouldst thou, cruel,
  Wake thy lover from his dream?

1. The Flowery Banks of Cree
2. To a Young Lady, Miss Jessy Lewars, Dumfries, with Books which the Bard Presented her
3. The Day Returns
4. Canst Thou Leave Me Thus?
5. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way

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