Per Contra Poetry

The Ploughman Rabbie Burns Per Contra Poem Robert Burns

Go, Fame, an’ canter like a filly
Thro’ a’ the streets an’ neuks o’ Killie;^3
Tell ev’ry social honest billie
To cease his grievin’;
For, yet unskaithed by Death’s gleg gullie.
Tam Samson’s leevin’!