On Chloris Requesting Me To Give Her A Spring Of Blossomed Thorn

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Title:     On Chloris Requesting Me To Give Her A Spring Of Blossomed Thorn
Author: Robert Burns [More Titles by Burns]

From the white-blossom'd sloe my dear Chloris requested
A sprig, her fair breast to adorn:
No, by Heavens! I exclaim'd, let me perish, if ever
I plant in that bosom a thorn!

[The end]
Robert Burns's poem: On Chloris Requesting Me To Give Her A Spring Of Blossomed Thorn

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