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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns
On A Swearing Coxcomb
Here cursing, swearing Burton lies, A buck, a beau, or “Dem my eyes!” Who in his life did little good, And his last words were “Dem my blood!”
On An Innkeeper Nicknamed “The Marquis”
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On A Suicide
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