HERE cursing, swearing Burton lies,
A buck, a beau, or "Dem my eyes!"
Who in his life did little good,
And his last words were "Dem my blood!"
More verses by Robert Burns
- Song—montgomerie's Peggy
- Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer
- Verses On Castle Gordon
- Elegy On Captain Matthew Henderson
- Ballad On Mr. Heron's Election—no. 2