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Epitaph on a Lap-dog

by Robert Burns

IN wood and wild, ye warbling throng,

Your heavy loss deplore;

Now, half extinct your powers of song,

Sweet Echo is no more.

Ye jarring, screeching things around,

Scream your discordant joys;

Now, half your din of tuneless sound

With Echo silent lies.

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IN wood and wild, ye warbling throng,
Poet
Robert Burns
Themes
nature, love, solitude, war

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