Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Robert Burns Comments

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Ho! stand bare-browed with me to-day, no common name we sing,
And let the music in your hearts like thunder-marches ring;
We hymn a name to which the heart of Scotland ever turns,
The master singer of us all, the ploughman—Robert Burns.
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