The song is worthy of the bard by whom it was composed, and of the nobleman on whom it was sung. The concluding stanza shews that BURNS, however little religious he might appear to have been, was familiar with the poetical books of the Old Testament; though it may be doubted whether the use that, in the following lines, is made of the similies taken from these sacred books, be altogether proper.

"The bridegroom may forget the bride
Was made his wedded wife yestreen;

The monarch may forget the crown
That on his head an hour has been;

The mother may forget the child

That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, Glencairn,

An' a' that thou hast done for me."

IN the Lines sent with the foregoing Poem to Sir John Whiteford, Baronet, there is nothing but common-place; and very little that is entitled to great praise in the verses on the Wounded Hare. A higher character can hardly be given of the Address to the Shade of Thomson. What is said of the durability of Thomson's fame is true; but it might have been said by a poet very inferior to BURNS.

The Epitaphs on a celebrated Ruling Elder, a Noisy Polemic, and Wee Johnnie, are ludicrous and satirical; but a ludicrous epitaph on a real monument, though such things were formerly to be met with, would now be offensive to every reader of taste and feeling. The lines On the Author's Father do him great honour, and, had the name been inserted, would have been an excellent epitaph; but the remark of Johnson, that the omission of the name in an epitaph is a fault which scarcely any beauty can compensate, is unquestionably just an epitaph without a name is an epitaph to be let. Of the other epitaphs, none is worthy of notice except that For G***** H********, Esq. whom we have already seen praised more than once by the bard, for his benevolence, and detestation of cant and hypocrisy. The same qualities constitute the subject of the epitaph.

"The poor man weeps-here G***** sleeps,

Whom canting wretches blam'd;

But with such as he, where'er he be,

May I be sav'd or d―d !"

To the sentiment or wish expressed in the second couplet, it may be justly objected, that it implies too great confidence in mere human virtue.

THE Verses On the late Captain Grose's Peregrinations through Scotland, collecting the Antiquities of that Kingdom, is a very singular production. It is certainly replete with humour; but whether the bard intended it to be complimentary or satirical, might admit of a dispute that would not easily be decided. The genius of the captain, and his courage, are both highly praised; for the former is said to have been bright, and the latter to have been so steady, that he who possessed it would have fallen rather than fled; but the person of this gallant soldier is mentioned in terms far from respectful, and his favourite pursuits are exposed to contemptuous laughter. Having informed the reader that Mr Grose had quitted the profession of a soldier, and taken up the trade of an antiquary, the poet says,

"He has a fouth o' auld nick-nackets:
Rusty airn caps an' jinglin jackets,
Wad haud the Lothians three in tackets,

A towmont gude;

An' parritch-pats an' auld saut-backets

Before the flood.

"Of Eve's first fire he has a cinder,

Auld Tubal-Cain's fire-shool an' fender:
That which distinguished the gender

O' Balaam's ass;