On Elphinstone’s Translation Of Martial’s Epigrams Poem Robert Burns
O Thou whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turned out of doors,
Heard’st thou yon groan?—proceed no further,
‘Twas laurel’d Martial calling murther.
On Elphinstone’s Translation Of Martial’s Epigrams Poem Robert Burns
O Thou whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turned out of doors,
Heard’st thou yon groan?—proceed no further,
‘Twas laurel’d Martial calling murther.