Lines to John M’Murdo, Esq. Of Drumlanrig

Sent with some of the Author’s Poems.
O could I give thee India’s wealth,As I this trifle send;Because thy joy in both would beTo share them with a friend.
But golden sands did never graceThe Heliconian stream;Then take what gold could never buy—An honest bard’s esteem.

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