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An' doucely manage our affairs
To you a simple Poet's prayers
Are humbly sent.
Alas! my roupet Muse is hearse !P
Your Honours' heart wi' grief twad pierce,
Low i' the dust,
An' scriechin' out prosaic verse,
An' like to brust!
Tell them wha hae the chief direction,
An' rouse them up to strong conviction,
Stand forth, an' tell yon Premier youth,
The muckle Devil blaw ye south,
Does onie great man glunch an' gloom?
Wi' them wha grant 'em
If honestly they canna come,
Far better want 'em.
In gath❜ring votes you were na slack;
But raise your arm, an' tell your crack
Before them a'.
e Hoarse, as with a cold. p Hoarse. 9 Great.
Paint Scotland greetin' owre her thrissle,
Seizin' a stell,
Triumphant crushin' 't like a mussel
Then on the tither hand present her,
Picking her pouchd as bare as winter
Is there that bears the name o' Scot,
Thus dung in staves,
An' plunder'd o' her hindmost groat
Alas! I'm but a nameless wight,
Trode i' the mire an' out o' sight!
But could I like Montgomeries fight,
Or gab like Boswell,
There's some sark-necks I wad draw tight,
An' tie some hose well.
God bless your honours, can ye see 't,
An' nok get warmly to your feet,
An' gar them hear it,
An' tell them wi' a patriot heat,
Ye winnam bear it!
Thistle-the national emblem. a A still, used for making whisky. c Fat-faced. d Pocket. flo speak boldly.
g Shirt-collars. m Will not.
Some o' you nicely ken the laws,
To mak harangues;
Then echo thro' Saint Stephen's wa's
Auld Scotland's wrangs.
Dempster," a true-blue Scot I'se warran;
The laird o' Graham ;
Erskine, a spunkie Norland billie;
Whom auld Demosthenes or Tully
Might own for brithers.
Thee, sodger Hugh,t my watchman stented,
I ken if that your sword were wanted,
Ye'd lend your hand,
Arouse, my boys! exert your mettle,
She'll teach you wi' a reekin' whittle,
n George Dempster, Esq., of Dunnichen, Forfarshire. was many years M. P. for the Dundee district of boroughs, and always spoke and voted on the liberal side of politics.
• An cath. p Sir Adam Ferguson.
That speaks smoothly and readily. The Duke of Montrose
s Sagacious, cunning.
t Earl of Eglintoun, then Colonel Montgomery, and representative for Ayrshire. u Her still. w To bet or wager z A bloody sword.
y Ere long.
This while she's been in crankousa mood,
Play'd her that pliskie !c)
An' now she's like to rin red-wud,d
About her whisky.
An' L-d! if ance they pit her till 't,*
An' durk an' pistol at her belt,
She'll tak the streets,
An' rin her whittle to the hilt,
I' the first she meets.
For G-d's sake, Sirs! then speak her fair,
An' to the muckle Househ repair,
Wi' instant speed,
An' strive, wi' a' your wit an' lear,
To get remead,k
Yon ill-tongu'd tinkler, Charlie Fox,
E'en cowe the caddie ;
An' send him to his dicing box
An' sporting lady.
Tell yon guid bluid" o' auld Boconnock's,
Burlesque allusion to the bill for a Scotch militia, which was, shortly before that time, negatived in Parliament.
c A trick.
e Put her to it. g Stroke her gently. Learning. k Remedy.
m Frighten the fellow, make him knock under.
n Good blood.
• Two bannocks or cakes made of mixed corn. p A worthy old hostess of the Author's in Mauchline, where he metimes studied politics over a glass of guid auld Scotch drink.
Nine times a week,
If he some scheme, like tea an' winnocks,
Could he some commutation broach,
Yon mixtie-maxtier queer hotch-potch,
Auld Scotland has a raucle tongue;
An' if she promise auld or young
To tak their part,
Though by the neck she should be strung,
An' now, ye chosen Five-and-Forty,"
An' kick your place,
Ye'll snap your fingers, poor an' hearty,
God bless your honours a' your days
In spite o' a' the thievish kaesz
That haunt Saint Jamie's!
Your humble Poet sings an' prays
While Rab his name is.
Let half-starv'd slaves, in warmer skies,
91ea and windows; an allusion to Mr. Pitt's