Poem by Robert Burns

Epitaph on William Nicol, of the High School, Edinburgh

YE maggots, feed on Nicol’s brain,
	For few sic feasts ye’ve gotten,
And fix your claws in Nicol’s hearts
	For deil a bit o’t’s rotten.

1. I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen
2. Blythe Was She
3. The Banks of Nith (THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea)
4. The Flowery Banks of Cree
5. Gala Water

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