Robert Burns quotes - page 4
John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw,
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson, my jo!
Robert Burns
Robert Burns
Occupation: Scottish Poet
Born: January 25, 1759
Died: July 21, 1796
Quotes count: 119
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