Epistle To The Rev. John M'Math Comments

Sir, in that circle you are nam'd; Sir, in that circle you are fam'd; An' some, by whom your doctrine's blam'd (Which gies you honour) Even, sir, by them your heart's esteem'd, An' winning manner. beautiful poem. tony

See him, the poor man's friend in need, The gentleman in word an' deed— An' shall his fame an' honour bleed By worthless, skellums, An' not a muse erect her head To cowe the blellums? a very good poem of Robert Burns. tony