SIC a reptile was Wat, sic a miscreant slave,
That the worms ev’n d—d him when laid in his grave;
“In his flesh there’s a famine,” a starved reptile cries,
“And his heart is rank poison!” another replies.

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Poet: Robert Burns
Poem: 453. 453. Epitaph for Mr. Walter Riddell
Volume: Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
Year: Published/Written in 1794
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