Poems by Robert Burns
Presented by the RBWF
For G.H. Esq;
The poor man weeps--here GAVIN sleeps,
Whom canting wretches blam'd:
But with such as he, where'er he be,
May I be sav'd or damn'd.
Presented by the RBWF
The poor man weeps--here GAVIN sleeps,
Whom canting wretches blam'd:
But with such as he, where'er he be,
May I be sav'd or damn'd.