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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns
Laggan
epigram on the laird of laggan
when morine, deceas'd, to the devil went down,
'twas nothing would serve him but satan's own crown;
“thy fool's head,” h satan, “that crown shall wear never,
i grant thou'rt as wicked, but not quite so clever.”
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