On Gabriel Richardson

Here brewer Gabriel's fire's extinct, And empty all his barrels: He's blest - if as he brew'd he drink - In upright, honest morals.


Stella Gonet

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This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1795 and is read here by Stella Gonet.

Themes for this poem

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