Poem by Robert Burns

Epitaph on Gabriel Richardson

HERE brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct,
  And empty are his barrels;
He’s blest, if as he brewed he drink,-
  This man of honest morals!

1. Canst Thou Leave Me Thus?
2. Address to General Dumourier
3. O Wha is She that Lo’es Me?
4. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
5. The Cardin’ O’t

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