 | The Poetry of Robert Burns |  |
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ON SEEING MRS. KEMBLE IN YARICO
Kemble, thou cur'st my unbeliefOf Moses and his rod:
At Yarico's sweet notes of grief
The rock with tears had flow'd.
| The Poetry of Robert Burns | |
Of Moses and his rod:
At Yarico's sweet notes of grief
The rock with tears had flow'd.