Poem by Robert Burns

On Mr. M’Murdo, Chamberlain to the Duke of Queensberry

Blest be M’Murdo to his latest day,
No envious cloud o’ercast his evening ray;
No wrinkle furrow’d by the hand of care,
Nor ever sorrow add one silver hair!
Oh, may no son the father’s honour stain,
Nor ever daughter give the mother pain.

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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