Epitaph On My Own Friend And My Fathers
Poems and Songs of Robert Burns 作者：Robert Burns 投票推荐 加入书签 留言反馈
epitaph on my own friend and my father's friend, wm. muir in tarbolton mill
an honest man here lies at rest
as e'er god with his image blest;
the friend of man, the friend of truth,
the friend of age, and guide of youth:
few hearts like his, with virtue warm'd,
few heads with knowledge so informed:
if there's another world, he lives in bliss;
if there is none, he made the best of this.
an honest man here lies at rest
as e'er god with his image blest;
the friend of man, the friend of truth,
the friend of age, and guide of youth:
few hearts like his, with virtue warm'd,
few heads with knowledge so informed:
if there's another world, he lives in bliss;
if there is none, he made the best of this.