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Lines From The Bard

An honest man here lies at rest
As e’er God with his image blest;
The friend of man, the friend of truth,
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warm’d,
Few heads with knowledge so informed:
If there’s another world, he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this.
-Robert Burns, On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill (sourced)

Thinking of you on this anniversary of your passing, Percy! Whisky + Burns. That’s the ticket.