“TO BURNS” TOAST FOR THE GREENOCK CLUB DINNER, JANUARY, 1914.

To Burns! brave Scotia’s laurel’d son Who drove his plough on Helicon— Who with his Doric rhyme erewhile Taught English bards to mend their style— And by the humour of his pen Fairly befool’d auld Nickie-ben ... Blithe Robbie Burns! we love thee well Because thou wert so like thysel’, And in full cups with festive cheer We toast thy fame from year to year.