KNOW thou, O stranger to the fame
Of this much lov'd, much honoured name!
(For none that knew him need be told)
A warmer heart death ne'er made cold.
More verses by Robert Burns
- Hey, The Dusty Miller
- The Mauchline Lady: A Fragment
- Epistle To John Rankine
- Sonnet To R. Graham, Esq., On Receiving A Favour
- Craigieburn Wood