Dost thou not rise, indignant shade, And smile wi' spurning scorn, When they whawadhae starved thy life, Thy senseless turf adorn? Helpless, alane, thou clamb the brae, Wi'meiklehonest toil, And claughtth' unfading garland there- Thy sair-worn, rightful spoil. And wear it thou! and call aloud This axiom undoubted- Would thou hae Nobles' patronage? First learn
O thou, in whom we live and move- Who made the sea and shore; Thy goodness constantly we prove, And grateful would adore; And, if it please Thee, Power above! Still grant us, with such store, The friend we trust, the fair we love- And we desire nomore. Amen!
O thou who kindly dost provide For every creature's want! We bless Thee, God of Nature wide, For all Thy goodness lent: And if it please Thee, Heavenly Guide, May never worse be sent; But, whether granted, ordenied, Lord, bless us with content. Amen!
Searching auldwives' barrels, Ochon the day! That clartybarmshould stain my laurels: But-what'll ye say? These movin' things ca'd wives an'weans, Wadmove the very hearts o'stanes!
Lord Advocate He clenched his pamphlet in his fist, He quoted and he hinted, Till, in a declamation-mist, His argument he tintit: He gaped for't, he graped for't, He fandit was awa, man; Butwhat his common sense came short, He eked out wi' law, man. Mr. Erskine Collected, Harry stood awee, Then open'd out his