Lines Inscribed Under Fergusson's Portrait Poem by Robert Burns

Lines Inscribed Under Fergusson's Portrait



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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