“To Burns”

TOAST FOR THE GREENOCK CLUB DINNER, JANUARY, 1914.

To Burns! brave Scotia’s laurel’d son Who drove his plough on Helicon-- Who with his Doric rhyme erewhile Taught English bards to mend their style-- And by the humour of his pen Fairly befool’d auld Nickie-ben ... Blithe Robbie Burns! we love thee well Because thou wert so like thysel’, And in full cups with festive cheer We toast thy fame from year to year.