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My heart did glowing transport feel,
To see a race heroic wheel,
And brandish round the deep-dy'd steel

In sturdy blows;
While back-recoiling seem'd to reel

Their suthorn foes.

His Country Saviour,f mark him well!
Bold Richardton'st heroic swell ;
The chief on Sarks who glorious fell,

In high command ;
And he whom ruthless fates expel

His native land.

There, where a scepter'd Pictish shade
Stalk'd round bis ashes lowly laid,
I mark'd a martial race portray'd

In colours strong ;
Bold, soldier-featur'd, undismay'd

They strode along.

Thro'many a wild, romantic grove, Near many a hermit-fancy'd cove,

• The Wallaces.

+ William Wallace. Adam Wallace, of Richardton, cousin to the immortal pre. server of Scottish independence.

Wallace, Laird of Craigie, who was second in command, un. der Douglas Earl of Ormond, at the famous battle on the banks

fought anno 1448. That glorious victory was principally
the judicious conduet and intrepid valour of the gallant

igie, who died of his wounds after the action.
ing of the Picts, from whom the district of Kyle is

its name, lies buried, as tradition says, near the of the Montgomeries of Coil's-field, where his burial

unming, the seat of the late Lord Justice Clerk.

(Fit haunts for friendship or for love)

In musing mood,
An aged judge, I saw him rove,

Dispensing good.
With deep-struck reverential awe
The learned sire and son I saw,
To Nature's God and Nature's law

They gave their lore,
This, all its source and end to draw,

That, to adore.

Brydone's brave wardt I well could spy,
Beneath old Scotia's smiling eye;
Who call'd on fame, low standing by,

To hand him on,
Where many a patriot name on high,

And hero shone.


Wiru musing-deep, astonish'd stare,
I view'd the heav'nly-seeming fair ;
A whispering throb did witness bear,

Of kindred sweet,
When with an elder sister's air

She did me greet.

* All hdil my own inspired bard! * In me thy native muse regard !

• Catrine, the seat of the late doctor, and present professor Stewart.

+ Colonel Fallarton.


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"Nor longer mourn thy fate is bard,

"Thus poorly low! 'I come to give thee such reward

• As we bestow.

Know, the great genius of this land 'Has many a light, aërial band, “Who, all beneath his high command,

Harmoniously, *As arts or arms they understand,

“Their labours ply.

“They Scotia's race among them share ; "Some fire the soldier on to dare ; Some rouse the patriot up to bare

Corruption's heart: • Some teach the bard, a darling care,

«The tuneful art.

“'Mong swelling floods of reeking gore, *They, ardent, kindling spirits pour ; "Or, ʼmid the venal senate's roar,

"They, slightless, stand, "To mend the honest patriot-lore,

And grace the hand.

* And when the bard, or boary sage, Charm or instruct the future age, They bind the wild poetic rage

“In energy, • Or point the inconclusive page

• Full on the eye.

• Hence Fularton, the brave and young ; • Hence Dempster's zeal-inspired tongue ; • Hence sweet harmonious Beattie sung

His “ Minstrel lays ;” • Or tore, with noble ardour stung,

• The Sceptic's bays.


* To lower orders are assign’d • The humbler ranks of human-kind, * The rustic Bard, the lab'ring Hind,

• The Artisan ; • All chuse, as various they're inclin'd,

• The various man.

"When yellow waves the heavy grain, • The threat'ning storm some strongly rein; *Some teach to meliorate the plain

• With tillage-skill ; * And some instruct the shepherd-train,

'Blythe o'er the hill.

. Some hint the lover's harmless wile ; *Some grace the maiden's artless smile ; *Some sooth the lab'rer's weary toil,

* For humble gains, • And make his cottage-scenes beguile

• His cares and pains.

• Some, bounded to a district-space, * Explore at large man's infant race, "To mark the embryotic trace

Of rustic Bard; And careful note each op'ning grace,

*A guide and guard. VOL. XXXVII


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Of these am I-Coila my name ; And this district as mine I claim, • Where once the Campbells, chiefs of fame,

• Held ruling pow'r: 'I mark'd thy embryo tuneful flame,

* Thy natal hour.

• With future hope, I oft would gaze · Fond, on thy little early ways, 'Thy rudely carolld chiming phrase,

*In uncouth rhymes, * Fir'd at the simple, artless lays

Of other times.

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'I saw thee seek the sounding shore, Delighted with the dashing roar; • Or when the north his fieecy store

• Drove thro' the sky, 'I saw grim nature's visage hoar

Struck thy young eye.


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• Or when the deep green-mantl'd earth * Warm cherish'd ev'ry flow'ret's birth, * And joy and music pouring forth

*In ev'ry grove, 'I saw thee eye the gen’ral mirth

• With boundless love.

• When ripen'd fields, and azure skies, * Calld forth the reaper's rustling noise, 'I saw thee leave their ev'ning joys,

*And lonely stalk, "To vent thy bosom's swelling rise

* In pensive walk.

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