Poems by Robert Burns
Presented by the RBWF
The Keekin Glass – [The Keekin Glass ]
How daur ye ca' me ' Howlet-face,'
Ye blear-e'ed, wither'd spectre?
Ye only spied the keekin’ glass,
An' there ye saw your picture.
Presented by the RBWF
How daur ye ca' me ' Howlet-face,'
Ye blear-e'ed, wither'd spectre?
Ye only spied the keekin’ glass,
An' there ye saw your picture.