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Written last time the Author was at the Ruins of Gight Castle.

AIR" Gloomy Winter."

I Go, to leave these craggy braes,
Where oft I've climb'd on by-gone days,
Or hid from Sol's meridian blaze,
Beneath the hazelly canopy.

I go, to leave this valley low,

O'erhung by Horror's jutting brow,
Where Nature's wild flowers richly grow,
To variegate the scenery.

I've, 'raptured, heard the breezes rave
In the black mouth of Horror's cave,
And seen and heard the bushes wave
In fine, romantic melody.

I go, to leave those ruins grand,

That grey

and elevated stand

The pride and glory of Gight's land,

And famed for ancient chivalry.

I

go,

to leave the Bellmuir's grove,
Where I delighted wont to rove,
And hear the birds sing sweetly love,
In notes of cheering harmony.

I have no longer to abide,
To see dear Ythan's water glide;
Far famed as Scotia's richest tide,
In ages past, for jewelry.*

I go, to leave the school revered,
Where my ideas young were rear'd;
Where, prudently, my breast was clear'd
From many youthful fooleries.
My much-loved sceneries all, adieu !
No longer can I stay 'mongst you;
But still in Fancy I shall view,

And taste your pleasures severally.

But yet I hope the days shall come,
When I amongst you all will roam;
And
my dear native be my home,
Till death shall fix my destiny.

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* In former days, historians tell us, pearls were found in great abun dance in the river Ythan, so that it became proverbial to call her the ric rig of Scotland.

- THE DESTRUCTION OF PHARAOH IN THE RED SEA.

THE Cup of proud Pharaoh was full to the brim, And Jacob relieved from his bondage so grim; For Canaan, the promised, his armies moved on, While God in a fire-cloud a guard to them shone.

They made an encampment on verge of the sea, Their tyrant came down, they had no way to flee! The Lord gave his mandate, the waters stood

back,

High rising, like walls, to give Israel a track!

Then forward he march'd upon ground in the

wave,

The angel of God went in rearward to save;

On Israel the cloud of his glory shone clear,

The Egyptians like blood-hounds pursued in the rear!

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The cloud gave God's people direction and light, To their foes it was darker than gloom of the night;

The Lord on the last threw a terrible look,
Their chariots reel'd, and their bravest men shook!

They much wish'd to flee, and furious drove on,
But all was in vain, they were quick overthrown;
Jehovah commanded the waters to flow
His word was obey'd, and the host roll'd below!

But Israel in safety went on through the tide, No ill could befall him, the Lord was his guide! Now, his enemies' corses lay strewn on the shore; Then sweetly he sung when the danger was o'er.

TOWN AND COUNTRY.

How pleasing-country people, say—
To stray among our fields of green,
When Phoebus, newly-risen, shines
Upon the dew-clad, glistening scene!

How sweet to view the daisied lea,
And fields of dark green rising corn;
And hear the wild birds sweetly sing,
Upon the trees and flowery thorn!

How charming, when the herds low loud,
To hear the trembling echo ring;
To see the sportive lambkins play
Upon the dales in balmy spring!

On some smooth river's bank to walk, When evening spreads her mantle grey; While o'er the mountains mist-clouds roll, Darkening the faint remains of day!

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