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To Alex. Cunningham, Esq., Writer, Edinburgh

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MY godlike friend—nay, do not stare,
You think the phrase is odd-like;
But "God is love," the saints declare,
Then surely thou art god-like.


And is thy ardour still the same?
And kindled still at ANNA?
Others may boast a partial flame,
But thou art a volcano!
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Friday, October 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friend
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COMMENTS
Kenneth Bowen 30 June 2016
The audio rendition of To a Mouse is totally incorrect. Why would someone spell out W I for wi' (meaning with but without the th sound) . The same applies to na for not instead of N A. I expected to hear a true Scottish rendition of the poem. I can't believe you allowed this to be published.
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