Lines Inscribed Under Fergusson's Portrait Poem by Robert Burns

Lines Inscribed Under Fergusson's Portrait

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CURSE on ungrateful man, that can be pleased,
And yet can starve the author of the pleasure.
O thou, my elder brother in misfortune,
By far my elder brother in the Muses,
With tears I pity thy unhappy fate!
Why is the Bard unpitied by the world,
Yet has so keen a relish of its pleasures?

Saturday, November 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns

Ayrshire / Scotland
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