Impromptu on Carron Iron Works by Robert Burns
The speakers say they cam tae the ironwarks sae hell wad be nae surprise, but the porter couldna hear their knock. They wish Satan wad serve them the same gin they reached hell's yetts.
By Robert Burns · Genre: Epigram, Satirical Poetry · 85 words
First lines
We cam na here to view your warks, / In hopes to be mair wise, / But only, lest we gang to hell, / It may be nae surprise: / But when we tirl'd at your door / Your porter dought na hear us; / Sae may, shou'd we to Hell's yetts come, / Your billy Satan sair us!
Genres
- Epigram — The eight rhyming lines end wi a sharp wish that Satan wad serve the visitors as the porter did.
- Satirical Poetry — The speakers mock the ironwarks by likening them tae hell, then wish Satan wad fail tae hear them as the porter did.
Tags
ironwarks · hell · porters · satire
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- Work type: Poem
- Author: Robert Burns
- Date: Date unknown
- Genres: Epigram, Satirical Poetry
- Length: 85 words
- Structure: 1 section, 1 paragraphs
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