WE cam na here to view your warks, <br />In hopes to be mair wise, <br />But only, lest we gang to hell, <br />It may be nae surprise: <br />But when we tirl'd at your door <br />Your porter dought na hear us; <br />Sae may, shou'd we to Hell's yetts come, <br />Your billy Satan sair us!<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/impromptu-on-carron-iron-works/
