Quote Originally Posted by McMurdo View Post
And now back to Burns poetry.

I used the following in a eulogy I wrote for my Uncle McMurdo, he was my Godfather and I am honoured to be named after him.

On My Own Friend And My Father's Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill

1784
Type: Epitaph

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, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warm'd,
Few heads with knowledge so informed:
If there's another world, he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this.
Many thanks for posting that one, Glen. It reminds me of the lines of one of RB's most famous poems that I read a dear friend's memorial service back in 2007:

Princes and lords are but the breath of kings,
'An honest man's the noble(st) work of God.

-- The Cotter's Saturday Night

T.