English poem
Verses Written On A Window Of The Inn At Carron.
by Robert Burns
We came na here to view your warks In hopes to be mair wise, But only, lest we gang to hell, It may be nae surprise: For whan we tirl'd at your door, Your porter dought na hear us; Sae may, shou'd we to hell's yetts come Your billy Satan sair us!
More by Robert Burns
- Verses - Written Under The Portrait Of Fergusson, The Poet, In A Copy Of That Author's Works Presented To A Young Lady.
- Verses On The Destruction Of The Woods Near Drumlanrig
- Verses To A Young Lady.
- Verses To John Rankine.
- Versicles On Sign-Posts
- Versified Reply To An Invitation
- Wae Is My Heart.
- Wandering Willie