FAREWELL, dear friend! may guid luck hit you, <br />And 'mang her favourites admit you: <br />If e'er Detraction shore to smit you, <br />May nane believe him, <br />And ony deil that thinks to get you, <br />Good Lord, deceive him<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-to-mr-john-kennedy/
