"PRAISE Woman still," his lordship roars,
"Deserv'd or not, no matter?"
But thee, whom all my soul adores,
Ev'n Flattery cannot flatter:
Maria, all my thought and dream,
Inspires my vocal shell;
The more I praise my lovely theme,
The more the truth I tell.
Complimentary Epigram To Mrs. Riddell
Robert Burns
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Poem topics: dream, truth, woman, soul, thought, matter, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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