Quotation by Robert Burns

O pale, pale now, those rosy lips,
I aft hae kissed sae fondly;
And closed for ay, the sparkling glance
That dwalt on me sae kindly;
And moldering now in silent dust
That heart that lo'ed me dearly!
Robert Burns (1759–1796), Scottish poet. Highland Mary (l. 25–30). . .

Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250–1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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