The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without... The Works of Robert Burns: Poems formerly published, with some additions ... - Seite 327 von Robert Burns - 1806 Vollansicht -
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