THE BLYTHSOME BRIDAL. Fy, let us a' to the bridal, For there will be lilting there; The lass wi' the gowden hair. And there will be lang kail and porridge, And there will be Sawney the sutor, And there will be sow-libber Patie, That wins in the how of the hill; Wha in with black Bessie did mool, With snivelling Lilly, and Tibby, The lass that stands aft on the stool. And Madge that was buckled to Steenie, And there will be Judan Maclaurie, The lad that was skipper himsel. And there will be fadges and brochan, With fouth of good gabbocks of skate, Powsowdy, and drammock, and crowdy, And there will be lapper'd milk kebbocks, And roasts to roast on a brander, Scrapt haddocks, wilks, dulse and tangle, SHE ROSE AND LOOT ME IN. The night her silent sable wore, And gloomy were the skies, Of glittering stars appeared no more Than those in Nelly's eyes; When to her father's gate I came, Where I had often been, And begged my fair, my lovely dame, To rise and let me in. Fast locked within my close embrace, With look and accents all divine She did my warmth reprove,The more she spoke, the more she looked, The warmer waxed my love. O then beyond expressing, Transporting was the joy! Full soon soon I returned again When stars were streaming free, Oh, slowly, slowly came she down, And stood and gazed on me: But who could cruelly deceive, And now she thanks the happy hour MAGGIE LAUDER. Wha wadnae be in love Wi' bonnie Maggie Lauder! A piper met her gaun to Fife, And speir'd what was't they ca'd her: Maggie! quoth he; now by my bags, Sit down by me, my bonnie bird, In troth I winna steer thee; Men call me Rab the Ranter: Have heard of Rab the Ranter- Weel hae you played your part! quoth Meg: THE MARQUIS OF MONTROSE. BORN 1612 DIED 1650. He was the only son of John, fourth earl, and Margaret Ruthven, daughter of the Earl of Gowrie. The future hero succeeded to his paternal estates and honours soon after Charles I. ascended the throne. During his minority he was under the guardianship of Lord Napier, who had married his sister, and who continued through life one of his warmest friends and supporters. He was educated at the University of St. Andrews, where he won reputation as a classical scholar and a poet. Montrose married Madeline Carnegie, daughter of the Earl of Southesk, by whom he had two sons. On the death of his wife he went abroad, Among the great soldiers of the seventeenth | trose. century, the celebrated Marquis of Montrose a hero whom Cardinal de Retz deemed worthy of the pages of Plutarch, being inspired by all the ideas and sentiments which animated the classic personages whom that writer has commemorated-is certainly entitled to a place among the minor poets of Scotland. It may be truly said that he possessed an elegant genius spoke eloquently, and wrote with a graceful and perspicuous turn of expression. James Graham, THE GREAT MARQUIS, was born in the month of September, 1612, it is believed at the family estate of Auld Mon and spent three years on the Continent, return- | and sympathy of his enemies. On the Restoraing to Scotland in 1633, with the reputation tion the remains of the greatest of the Grahams of being the most accomplished nobleman of were carefully collected, and interred with his time. imposing solemnities within the precincts of St. Giles Cathedral, Edinburgh, and the sen tence of forfeiture which parliament had passed was reversed by Charles II., thus restoring Lord Graham to his father's dignities and pos sessions. One of Scotland's sweetest singers has celebrated in the Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers the death of the faithful royalist and gallant knight, and also that of his renowned grandson 'Bonny Dundee ;" and his biographer Mark Napier concludes his memoir of the Great Marquis with these lines: It were foreign to our purpose to follow the brilliant career of the chivalric soldier, or to describe the noble magnanimity and Christian spirit displayed by the Highland hero in the hour of defeat and disaster. In the year 1650 he was captured by the Parliamentary forces, and conducted to Edinburgh. There he was received as a condemned traitor, and subjected to the most barbarous indignities. The night before his execution he wrote the well-known and beautiful lines: "Let them bestow on every airt a limb, Montrose was executed at the Scottish capital, May 21, 1650, and in accordance with the barbarous sentence the legs and arms were cut off, and sent as trophies to the four principal cities of Scotland, while his head was affixed to a spike at the top of the Tolbooth, Edinburgh. The Great Marquis met his sad fate, and the many insults and indignities heaped upon him before his execution, with a calm and Christian spirit, with such dignity and fortitude as to excite even the admiration There is a coincidence worthy of notice between these lines and those written by Sir Walter Raleigh, when about to submit himself like Montrose to a judicial murder: "Even such is time; who takes in trust But from that earth, that grave and dust, "From yon grim tower, where long, in ghastly state, His country blush'd, and clos'd the cloister'd tomb, Ye bastard priesthood, answer for the crime! Who cried, 'Sweet Jesu,' in your murderous mood,— A single heart, a simple eye, A true and constant tongue. And when all gallants ride about, Thou traitorous and untrue; And when that tracing goddess Fame And how in odds our love was such As few have been before; Thou lov dst too many, and I too much, My heart shall with the sun be fixed And thine shall with the moon be mixed, Delighting aye in change. Thy beauty shined at first more bright, |