At anchor now, in Death's dark road,
Rides honest Captain Hill,
Who served his king, and feared his God,
With upright heart and will:
In social life, sincere and just,
To vice of no kind given;
So that his better part, we trust,
Hath made the Port of Heaven.
Another, in the parish of Duffus (Morayshire), runs thus:
Though Eolus' blasts and Neptune's waves have toss'd me to and