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REMEMBER
Remember, love, how Burns would bring
His verses to the ingle-side,
And bid his dear-loved Jeanie sing,
And by that test abide.
His verses to the ingle-side,
And bid his dear-loved Jeanie sing,
And by that test abide.
Then what her ear determined true
Her lips gave ringing to the night;
And Burns was glad, and surely knew
That he had sung aright.
Her lips gave ringing to the night;
And Burns was glad, and surely knew
That he had sung aright.
Dear love, for me play such a part;
If I sing truly thou canst tell:
I bring my verses to thy heart;
If any enter, it is well.
If I sing truly thou canst tell:
I bring my verses to thy heart;
If any enter, it is well.
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