Poems and Songs of Robert Burnsby Robert Burns

Epitaph On A Noted Coxcomb

On Wm. Graham, Esq., Of Mossknowe

On Capt. Lascelles

     When Lascelles thought fit from this world to depart,
     Some friends warmly thought of embalming his heart;
     A bystander whispers—"Pray don't make so much o't,
     The subject is poison, no reptile will touch it."

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Epitaph On A Noted Coxcomb

On Wm. Graham, Esq., Of Mossknowe