My Dear Dear Henry!

" Wad some Power the giftie gie you"
To inspect each damsel's heart
Who for love alone is ready
With her maiden name to part, —

Tho' they thicker be than flow'rets
Which in May the meadow wears,
Not in one you'll find such true love
As to you your Sara bears!
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