epitaph on own friend and father's friend, w ir in tarbolton ll

an honest n here lies at rest

as e'er god with his ige blest;

the friend of n, the friend of truth,

the friend of age, and guide of youth:

few hearts like his, with virtue war#039;d,

few heads with knowledge so inford:

if there's another world, he lives in bliss;

if there is none, he de the best of this.