BLEST be M'Murdo to his latest day!
No envious cloud o'ercast his evening ray;
No wrinkle, furrow'd by the hand of care,
Nor ever sorrow add one silver hair!
O may no son the father's honour stain,
Nor ever daughter give the mother pain!
More verses by Robert Burns
- Song—behold The Hour, Etc. (Second Version)
- Elegy On The Year 1788
- Song—my Hoggie
- The Libeller's Self-Reproof
- Inscription On Mr. Syme's Crystal Goblet