Author Robert Burns Wrote by Burns, while on his death-bed, to J—n R—k-n, Ayrshire, and forwarded to him immediately after the Poet's death. He who of R—k-n sang, lies stiff and dead, And a green grassy hillock hides his head; Alas! Alas! a devilish change indeed. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 1 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments