Oh Thou! who poured the patriotic tide That streamed through Wallace's undaunted heart, A FRAGMENT. My heart melts at human wretchedness; The most detested, worthless wretch among you! WINTER, A DIRGE. THE wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blaw; Or, the stormy north sends driving forth The blinding sleet and snaw: While, tumbling brown, the burn comes down, And roars frae bank to brae; And bird and beast in covert rest, And pass the heartless day. "The sweeping blast, the sky o'ercast," Let others fear, to me more dear Than all the pride of May: The tempest's howl, it soothes my soul, My griefs it seems to join; The leafless trees my fancy please, Their fate resembles mine! Thou Power Supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfil, Here, firm, I rest, they must be best, Because they are thy will! blow snow brook from, hill Then all I want (oh, do thou grant A PRAYER, WRITTEN UNDER THE PRESSURE OF VIOLENT ANGUISH. OH Thou great Being! what Thou art Yet sure I am, that known to Thee Are all thy works below. Thy creature here before Thee stands, Yet sure those ills that wring my soul Sure Thou, Almighty, canst not act Oh free my weary eyes from tears, But if I must afflicted be, To suit some wise design; Then man my soul with firm resolves, THE DEATH AND DYING WORDS OF POOR MAILIE, THE AUTHOR'S ONLY PET YOWE: AN UNCO MOURNFU' TALE. As Mailie and her lambs thegither, 'Oh thou, whose lamentable face A neighbour herd lad.-B. very together one, halter foot, caught, loop over, struggled walking stupidly staring eyes nearly alas My dying words attentive hear, "Tell him, if e'er again he keep "Tell him he was a master kin', "And may they never learn the gaets Of other vile, wanrestfu' pets; To slink through slaps, and reave and steal And bairns greet for them when they're deid. My poor toop-lamb, my son and heir, "And warn him, what I winna name, "And neist my yowie, silly thing, "And now, my bairns, wi' my last breath I lea'e my blessin' wi' you baith: And when you think upo' your mither, "Now, honest Hughoc, dinna fail much money more drive wool always, good give from, foxes provide for tend portions, handfuls ways restless gaps stem, cabbage ancestors many bread weep tup manners ewes hoofs other senseless next, ewe from encounter any, tup mump, associate children both one another do not head eyes, dead She was nae get o' moorland tips, Frae yont the Tweed: A bonnier fleesh ne'er crossed the clips Wae worth the man wha first did shape And Robin's bonnet wave wi crape, Oh a' ye bards on bonnie Doon! His heart will never get aboon-- ween discretion broke lonely, inner room since valley ewe over, hillock roll rams matted fleece ancestors from beyond fleece woe dangerous, rope grin who, pipes moan above A PRAYER IN THE PROSPECT OF DEATH. OH thou unknown, Almighty Cause In whose dread presence, ere an hour, If I have wandered in those paths As something, loudly, in my breast, Thou know'st that Thou hast formed me Where human weakness has come short, Do Thou, All-good! for such thou art, Where with intention I have err'd, But, Thou art good; and goodness still STANZAS ON THE SAME OCCASION. WHY am I loth to leave this earthly scene? Or death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode? Again exalt the brute, and sink the man ; |