MR WILLIAM SMELLIE To Miss Logan,1 With Beattie's Poems for a New-Year's Gift, AGAIN the silent wheels of time Their annual round have driven, No gifts have I from Indian coasts I send you more than India boasts, Our sex with guile, and faithless love, But may, dear maid, each lover prove Mr William Smellie-A Sketch. SHREWD Willie Smellie to Crochallan came; His heart was warm, benevolent, and good. 1 The sister of Major Logan, already celebrated. 2 Burns's Edinburgh printer, who introduced him to a society for High Jinks, called "The Crochallan Fencibles." BONIE DUNDEE Rattlin, Roarin Willie.1 As I cam by Crochallan, Was sittin at yon boord-en'; And amang gude companie; Rattlin, roarin Willie, You're welcome hame to me! Song-Bonie Dundee.2 My blessins upon thy sweet wee lippie! But I'll big a bow'r on yon bonie banks, 1 William Dunbar, W.S., of the Crochallan Fencibles. For them Burns collected the Fescennine verses hawked about as "The Merry Muses of Caledonia." There is a copy of Burns's KрUTTαdia, with an autograph song, in Sir Walter Scott's library at Abbotsford. 2 A variety of old Scotch songs seem to have been sung to "the cavalry canter of Bonnie Dundee." These lines were written to add to the following: "O whar gat ye that happer-meal bannock? Silly auld bodie, O dinna ye see! I gat it frae a young, brisk sodger Atween Saint Johnstoun an' bonie O gin I saw the laddie that gae me't! Aft has he doudl't me up on his knee ; May heaven protect my bonie Scots laddio, An' send him safe hame to his babie and me!" INSCRIPTION FOR FERGUSSON Extempore in the Court of Session.1 Tune-"Killiecrankie." LORD ADVOCATE. He clenched his pamphlets in his fist, He fand it was awa, man; But what his common sense came short, MR ERSKINE. Collected, Harry stood awee,b Then open'd out his arm, man; And ey'd the gathering storm, man: Like wind-driven hail it did assail, The BENCH sae wise lift up their eyes, Inscription for the Headstone of Fergusson the Poet.2 No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, EPISTLE TO MRS SCOTT ADDITIONAL STANZAS. She mourns, sweet tuneful youth, thy hapless fate; And, thankless, starv'd what they so much admired. This tribute, with a tear, now gives A brother Bard-he can no more bestow : Inscribed under Fergusson's Portrait.1 CURSE on ungrateful man, that can be pleased, Epistle to Mrs Scott,2 Gudewife of Wauchope-House, Roxburghshire. I MIND it weel in early date, An' first could thresh the barn, Or haud a yokin' at the pleugh; & bashful. b take a turn. 1 For the third time, Burns repeats his moral. 2 Mrs Scott, in some very fair Scotch verses, had promised to give the poet a plaid. Her own verses were pub ⚫ exhausted. lished in 1801, after her death. Her home was in Liddesdale. Currie printed only the first three verses of the poem in 1800: it was then dropped in his later editions, and first given entire in Clark's edition (1881). • rest. EPISTLE TO MRS SCOTT When first amang the yellow corn E'en then, a wish, (I mind its pow'r,) The rough burr-thistle, spreading wide I turn'd the weeder-clips1 aside, My envy e'er could raise; I knew nae higher praise. But still the elements o' sang, Her witching smile, her pawky" een2 bgossip and nonsense. • harvest. 1"My weeding heuk" (Currie). engaging. |