Lines On Fergusson, The Poet

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Title:     Lines On Fergusson, The Poet
Author: Robert Burns [More Titles by Burns]

Ill-fated genius! Heaven-taught Fergusson!
What heart that feels and will not yield a tear,
To think Life's sun did set e'er well begun
To shed its influence on thy bright career.

O why should truest Worth and Genius pine
Beneath the iron grasp of Want and Woe,
While titled knaves and idiot--Greatness shine
In all the splendour Fortune can bestow?

[The end]
Robert Burns's poem: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet

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