Robert Burns

Verses to Clarinda

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Fair Empress of the poet's soul,
And Queen of poetesses;
Clarinda, take this little boon,
This humble pair of glasses:

And fill them up with generous juice,
As generous as your mind;
And pledge them to the generous toast,
"The whole of human kind!"

"To those who love us!" second fill;
But not to those whom we love;
Lest we love those who love not us -
A third - "To thee and me, love!"

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