Sir, in that circle you are fam'd;
An' some, by whom your doctrine's blam'd,
(Which gies you honour)—
Even, sir, by them your heart's esteem'd,
An' winning manner.
Pardon this freedom I have ta'en,
An' if impertinent I've been,
Impute it not, good sir, in ane
Whase heart ne'er wrang'd ye,
But to his utmost would befriend