 | The Poetry of Robert Burns |  |
FOR GAVIN HAMILTON, Esq.
The poor man weeps—here Gavin sleeps,Whom canting wretches blam'd;
But with such as he, where'er he be,
May I be sav'd or damn'd.
| The Poetry of Robert Burns | |
Whom canting wretches blam'd;
But with such as he, where'er he be,
May I be sav'd or damn'd.