Epitaph on John Dove, Innkeeper

written in 1785

Here lies Johnny Pidgeon, What was his religion, Whae-er desires to ken, To some other warl Maun follow the carl, For here Johnny Pidgeon had nane. Strong ale was ablution, Small beer persecution, A dram was memento mori; But a full flowing bowl, Was the saving his soul, And Port was celestial glory.