502. Lines to John Syme Esq. with a dozen of Porter

by Robert Burns

 O HAD the malt thy strength of mind,
 Or hops the flavour of thy wit,
’Twere drink for first of human kind,
 A gift that e’en for Syme were fit.
JERUSALEM TAVERN, DUMFRIES.

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