Robert Burns

To Mr. Mackenzie, Surgeon, Mauchline

Friday first’s the day appointed
By the Right Worshipful anointed,
  	To hold our grand procession;
To get a blad o’ Johnie’s morals,
And taste a swatch o’ Manson’s barrels
  	I’ the way of our profession.

The Master and the Brotherhood
  	Would a’ be glad to see you;
For me I would be mair than proud
  	To share the mercies wi’ you.

    		If Death, then, wi’ skaith, then.
      			Some mortal heart is hechtin’,
    		Inform him, and storm him,
      			That Saturday you’ll fecht him.

Mossgiel, An. M. 5790