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Robert Burns - Auld Lang Syne
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Robert Burns - A Waukrife Minnie
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Robert Burns - Awa' Whigs Awa'
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Robert Burns - Bonie Lesley
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Robert Burns - The Birks Of Aberfeldie
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Robert Burns - A Man's a Man For All That (Is There For Honest Poverty)
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Robert Burns - A Pint o Wine
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Robert Burns - Am Strande
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Robert Burns - Blythe Was She
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Robert Burns - Carl An The King Come
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Robert Burns - Cauld Frosty Morning
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Robert Burns - Comin Thro The Rye
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Robert Burns - Craigieburn Wood
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Robert Burns - Dainty Davie
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Robert Burns - Duncan Gray
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Robert Burns - Eppie Adair
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Robert Burns - Fete Champetre
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Robert Burns - Five Carlins
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Robert Burns - Frae The Friends And Land I Love
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Robert Burns - Green Sleeves
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Robert Burns - Hey Tuti Tatey
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Robert Burns - Highland Mary
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Robert Burns - I Love My Love in Secret
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Robert Burns - I Maun Hae a Wife
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Robert Burns - I Sing Of A Whistle
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Robert Burns - I'll Mak You Be Fain To Follow Me
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Robert Burns - Jamie, Come Try Me
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Robert Burns - John Barleycorn A Ballad
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Robert Burns - John Cope
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Robert Burns - John, Come Kiss Me Now
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Robert Burns - Jumpin John
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Robert Burns - Kissing My Kate Merry Hae I Been
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Robert Burns - Laddie, lie near me
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Robert Burns - Lady Onlie
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Robert Burns - Lord Ronald
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Robert Burns - Mary Morison
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Robert Burns - Musing On The Roaring Ocean
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Robert Burns - My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose
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Robert Burns - My Peggy's face
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Robert Burns - My Wife's a Wanton Wee Thing
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Robert Burns - No Churchman Am I
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Robert Burns - O Dear Minny, What Shall I do ?
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Robert Burns - O, Mally's Meek
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Robert Burns - On a Bank Of Flowers
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Robert Burns - Parcel O' Rogues
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Robert Burns - Peck O Maut
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Robert Burns - Peggy Alison
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Robert Burns - Raving Winds
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Robert Burns - Robin Shure In Hairst
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Robert Burns - Stay, My Charmer, Can You Leave Me ?
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Robert Burns - The Banks O Doon
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Robert Burns - The Battle Of Sherra-moor
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Robert Burns - The Bonie Lass Of Albanie
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Robert Burns - The Campbells Are Comin
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Robert Burns - The Captain's Lady
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Robert Burns - The Chevalier's Lament
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Robert Burns - The Deidly Wars Are Past And Gane
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Robert Burns - The Dusty Miller
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Robert Burns - The Humors of the Glen
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Robert Burns - The Lass O' Ballochmyle
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Robert Burns - The Ploughman
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Robert Burns - The Ranting Dog
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Robert Burns - The Silver Tassie
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Robert Burns - Theniel Menzies Bonie Mary
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Robert Burns - There Was a Lad
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Robert Burns - Thou Lingering Star
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Robert Burns - Tibbie Dunbar
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Robert Burns - To Daunton Me
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Robert Burns - To The Weaver's Gin Ye Go
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Robert Burns - Up An Waun Them A' Jamie
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Robert Burns - Up And Warn A'willie
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Robert Burns - Up In The Morning Early
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Robert Burns - We Are Anchored By The Roadside, Jim
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Robert Burns - We're Geyly Yet
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Robert Burns - Westlin Winds
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Robert Burns - What Will I do Gin My Hoggie Die ?
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Robert Burns - When Wild War's Deadly Blast
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Robert Burns - Where Helen Lies
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Robert Burns - Where, Braving Angry Winter's Storms
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Robert Burns - Whistle Oer The Lave Ot
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Robert Burns - Ye Banks and Braes O'Bonnie Doon
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Robert Burns - Ye Hae Lien Wrang, Lassie
Fete Champetre
Robert Burns
To do our errands there, man?
O, wha will to Saint Stephen's House
O, th' merry lads of Ayr, man?
Or will ye send a man-o-law?
Or will ye send a sodger?
Or him wha led o'er Scotland a'
The meikle Ursa-Major?
Come, will ye court a noble lord,
Or buy a score o' lairds, man?
For Worth and Honour pawn their word.
Their vote shall be Glencaird's, man.
Ane gies them coin, ane gies them wine,
Anither gies them clatter;
Anbank, wha guess'd the ladies' taste,
He gies a Fete Champetre.
When Love and Beauty heard the news
The gay green-woods amang, man,
Where, gathering flowers, and busking bowers,
They heard the blackbird's sang, man:
A vow, they seal'd it with a kiss,
Sir Polities to fetter:
As their alone, the patent bliss,
To hold a Fete Champetre.
Then mounted Mirth on gleesome wing,
O'er hill and dale she flew, man;
Ilk wimpling burn, ilk crystal spring,
Ilk glen and shaw she knew, man
She summon'd every social sprite,
That sports by wood or water,
On th' bonie banks of Ayr to meet,
And keep this Fete Champetre.
Cauld Boreas, wi his boisterous crew
Were bound to stakes like kye, man;
And Cynthia's ear, o silver fu,
Clamb up the starry sky, man:
Reflected beams dwell in the streams,
Or down the current shatter;
The western breeze steals through the trees
To view this Fete Champetre.
How many a robe sae gaily floats,
What sparkling jewels glance, man,
To harmony's enchanting notes,
As moves the mazy dance, man!
The echoing wood, the winding flood,
Like Paradise did glitter,
When angels met at Adam's yett
To hold their Fete Champetre.
When Politics came there, to mix
And make his ether-stane, man,
He circled round the magic ground,
But entrance found he nane, man:
He blush'd for shame, he quat his name,
Forswore it, every letter,
Wi humble prayer to join and share
This festive Fete Champetre.
