Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper Poem by Robert Burns

Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper



HERE lies Johnie Pigeon;
What was his religion?
Whae'er desires to ken,
To some other warl'
Maun follow the carl,
For here Johnie Pigeon had nane!


Strong ale was ablution,
Small beer persecution,
A dram was memento mori;
But a full-flowing bowl
Was the saving his soul,
And port was celestial glory.

Saturday, October 25, 2014
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Robert Burns

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Ayrshire / Scotland
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