O THOU whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turnèd out of doors,
Heardst thou yon groan?proceed no further,
Twas laureld Martial calling murther.
163. On Elphinstones Translation of Martials Epigrams
written byRobert Burns
© Robert Burns
O THOU whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turnèd out of doors,
Heardst thou yon groan?proceed no further,
Twas laureld Martial calling murther.
© Robert Burns