At Roslin Inn


My blessings on ye, honest wife, I ne'er was here before; Ye've wealth o' gear for spoon and knife Heart could not wish for more. Heav'n keep you clear o' sturt and strife, Till far ayont fourscore, And by the Lord o' death and life, I'll ne'er gae by your door!

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Billy Boyd

About this work

This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1787 and is read here by Billy Boyd.

More about this poem

After a convivial night out in Edinburgh with the painter Nasmyth in the summer of 1787, the two had breakfast at Roslin Inn where Burns penned this epigram to the landlady, Mrs Willson.

Nasmyth later wrote that Burns had scrawled it on the back of the bill, and that it has subsequently been acquired by a souvenir collector.

Ralph McLean

Themes for this poem

marriage religion

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