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178. Impromptu on Carron Iron Works

WE cam na here to view your warks,
In hopes to be mair wise,
But only, lest we gang to hell,
It may be nae surprise:
But when we tirl’d at your door
Your porter dought na hear us;
Sae may, shou’d we to Hell’s yetts come,
Your billy Satan sair us!


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Poem 178. Impromptu on Carron Iron Works - Robert Burns