Poems and Songs of Robert Burnsby Robert Burns

Elegy On "Stella"

Epigram To Miss Jean Scott

The Bard At Inverary

     Whoe'er he be that sojourns here,
     I pity much his case,
     Unless he comes to wait upon
     The Lord their God, His Grace.

     There's naething here but Highland pride,
     And Highland scab and hunger:
     If Providence has sent me here,
     'Twas surely in his anger.

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Elegy On "Stella"

Epigram To Miss Jean Scott