Poems and Songs of Robert Burnsby Robert Burns

Lines To A Gentleman,

The Gowden Locks Of Anna

Elegy On Willie Nicol's Mare

     Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
     As ever trod on airn;
     But now she's floating down the Nith,
     And past the mouth o' Cairn.

     Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
     An' rode thro' thick and thin;
     But now she's floating down the Nith,
     And wanting even the skin.

     Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
     And ance she bore a priest;
     But now she's floating down the Nith,
     For Solway fish a feast.

     Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
     An' the priest he rode her sair;
     And much oppress'd and bruis'd she was,
     As priest-rid cattle are,—&c. &c.

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Lines To A Gentleman,

The Gowden Locks Of Anna