Robert Burns Poem Epitaph For Mr. Gabriel Richardson
Here Brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct,
And empty all his barrels:
He’s blest—if, as he brew’d, he drink,
In upright, honest morals.
Robert Burns Poem Epitaph For Mr. Gabriel Richardson
Here Brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct,
And empty all his barrels:
He’s blest—if, as he brew’d, he drink,
In upright, honest morals.