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TO DR. MACKENZIE
An Invitation to a Masonic Gathering
Friday first's the day appointedBy our Right Worshipful Anointed
To hold our grand procession,
To get a blaud o' Johnie's morals,
An' taste a swatch o' Manson's barrels
I' th'way of our profession.
Our Master and the Brotherhood
Wad a' be glad to see you.
For me, I wad be mair than proud
To share the mercies wi' you.
If Death, then, wi' skaith then
Some mortal heart is hechtin,
Inform him, an' storm him,
That Saturday ye'll fecht him.
Robert Burns, D.M.
Mossgiel, 14th June, A.M. 5790
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