O YE whose cheek the tear of pity stains,
Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend!
Here lie the loving husband's dear remains,
The tender father, and the gen'rous friend;
The pitying heart that felt for human woe,
The dauntless heart that fear'd no human pride;
The friend of man-to vice alone a foe;
For 'ev'n his failings lean'd to virtue's side.'
More verses by Robert Burns
- 379. Song—fragment—love For Love
- Yon Wild Mossy Mountains
- Lovely Polly Stewart
- Epitaph For William Nicol, High School, Edinburgh
- Epigram—the Toad-Eater