Farewell, dear friend! may guid luck hit you,
And 'mang her favourites admit you!
If e'er Detraction shore to smit you,
May nane believe him!
And ony deil that thinks to get you,
Good Lord deceive him!
R. B.
Kilmarnock, August, 1786
To John Kennedy.
Robert Burns
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