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Complete Poems and Songs of Robert Burns


On Elphinstone's Translation Of Martial's Epigrams

O Thou whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turned out of doors,
Heard'st thou yon groan?-proceed no further,
'Twas laurel'd Martial calling murther.

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