"Stop, passenger! my story's brief, And truth I shall relate, man; I tell naecommon tale o' grief, For Matthew was a great man. If thou uncommon merit hast, Yet spurn'd at Fortune's door, man; A look of pity hither cast, For Matthew was a poor man. If thou a noble sodgerart, That passest bythis grave,

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.

Here lies, now a prey to insulting neglect, What once was a butterfly, gay in life's beam: Want only of wisdom denied her respect, Want only of goodness denied her esteem.

Sic a reptile was Wat, sica miscreant slave, That the worms ev'n damn'd him when laid in his grave; "In his flesh there's a famine," a starved reptile cries, "And his heart is rank poison!" another replies.

Light lay the earth on Billy's breast, His chicken heart so tender; Butbuild a castle on his head, His scull will prop it under.

In wood and wild, ye warbling throng, Your heavy loss deplore; Now, half extinct your powers of song, Sweet Echo is nomore. Ye jarring, screeching things around, Scream your discordant joys; Now, half your dinof tuneless sound With Echo silent lies.

Honest Will to Heaven's away And mony shall lament him; His fau'ts they a'in Latin lay, In English nanee'erkent them.

Here lie Willie Michie's banes; O Satan, when ye takhim, Giehim the schulin o'your weans, For clever deils he'll makthem!

Ye maggots, feed on Nicol's brain, For few sicfeasts you've gotten; And fix your claws in Nicol's heart, For deila bito't's rotten.

The poor man weeps-here Gavin sleeps, Whom canting wretches blam'd; Butwith such as he, where'er he be, May I be sav'd ordamn'd!