Song—down The Burn, Davie Love Poem by Robert Burns

Song—down The Burn, Davie Love



AS down the burn they took their way,
And thro' the flowery dale;
His cheek to hers he aft did lay,
And love was aye the tale:


With "Mary, when shall we return,
Sic pleasure to renew?"
Quoth Mary—"Love, I like the burn,
And aye shall follow you."

Saturday, November 15, 2014
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Robert Burns

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Ayrshire / Scotland
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