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Epitaph on

My Own Friend

An Honest man here lies at Rest,
As e’er God with his image Blest:
The friend of Man, the friend of Truth;

The friend of Age, the friend of Youth:
Few Hearts like his, with virtue warm’d,
Few Heads with Knowledge so Inform’d:

If there’s another World,
He lives in Bliss:
If there is None,

he made the best of This.

-Robert Burns

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