Elegy on the year eighty-eight/Verses, written on a Window of the Inn at Carron

by Robert Burns

VERSES,

Written on a Window of the Inn at Carron.

By Robert Burns.

We cam na here to view your warks,
In hopes to be mair wise,
But only, lest we gang to hell,
It may be nae surprise:
But 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!