Thus Learning makes for Willie main,
For Robin, Poesy wipes her e’e,
And Science wails for Allan gane,
Since death’s dark house hauds a’ the three.
Then Britons mourn for genius rare,
A’ victims o’ the barley bree,
And ban the bree that could na spare
The youthfu’ lives o’ a’ the three.
——:o:——
My Foe.