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MINNIE TRAIL.
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OR THE
OMAN OF WENTWORTH
A TRAGEDY IN THREE ACTS.
SQUIRE DOLBY'S DREAM,
AND OTHER POEMS.
BY W. P. WOOD, ANCASTER.
fSlStED AT TUE ETESISG TISJEC OFHCB, HAMILION, OST. 187I.
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Enter Five I
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lirst Shantymm
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MINNIE TRAIL,
THE WOMAJV OF WEJVTWORTH.
PERSONS.
Mdsgo Trail, Brunow, Oqlethorjj. Ned Qrailing,
MCGLEY,
shantymbn, Loafers, &c.
Minnie Trail,
Jeanie,
Margaret the Cook.
ACT I.
Enter Five Shantyaien, Two Loafers. Time, — Day, Winter.
|ne. — In the Bar Room of the Royal Ilotel.
t'irat Shantyman, {with a glass of grog in his hand.) Hurrah ! boys. k's " that God may clothe and feed those who hunger and thirst \r the Ruin of Canada." ill the men rising to their feet.) Never ! Never I first Shantyman. Wait till I'm through, hoys ; " that he may feed clothe them with the coals of his wrath."
{All cheer and drink to the Toast. ) islJIan. Come, Joe, let's have that song we were overhauling the ter night ; what care we for troubles ; give them to the wind or they'l lak on our heads. Sing us " Row Brothers, Row," and we'll feel lat we sing. Ull- Hear, hear, and come, Joe, wire in and get your name up.
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(Jo, stand, up.) Well, Boys, hero goes, I never was a proud cl {.Stngi Row, Brothers, Row.)
^nd Man. (Lookiny out through a window.) Look here boys tL goes Joo Mtigley, the hardest case in Wentworth, so they say '
3rrfira„.Ye8,andrilbetmy boots that Ned Qrailing aint"far What do you say, old Kanuck? (Taps an old man on the shoulder)]
Old Man. Amen, say I, but take an old man's advice: least saii soonest mended; and you know the very stones in the walls ears sometimes.
l*U/aa. Bitter b^lievo it; but what caro we for all the MuJ m Chnsteudom; with three shx-tsin the wind we'll weather roughest Off them. Hallothere. we'll go down to the corn" a J how the cat jumps. (Exit Shantymen.) '
(Loafers stretch themselves on the benches ) 1st. I'd rather see the cork jump here. 2nd. Now your talking, neighbor. (Scene falls.) Scene II — Shoemaker's workshop. ^W,_Night.
Enter Oglethobn.
fjff""!' ^''"PP^'"*'"^"*. "Misery and suspense follow in d footsteps, hug me like my own shadow every day, and wli l1 myear,.<0glethornisourboon companion." If I lirthe w Which is tossed on the winds, succumb to fate, and km del :ed the lash by which the laws of common reason and moralityTone raise her children to the common level of humaniTy^X' doTJ snarl at my heels, yet never bite me? wink at my rags tear no holes in my garments ; tamper with my inte^itv talk me as an exile from the socictv of mv f.Ti. integrity, talk J
Enter Muglev ■ Ho! Master Oglethorn, how speeds the awl, the last the end '> I Offle(horn. Does Master Mugley deal douM. 11'
Iter Jeanie car
WOMAN OF WENTWOUTII.
'^er was a proud clJ
advice ; least saiJ 8 in the walls y
I drawing hhr.^ Bm. Yes,
hig. Now then, quietly, or I'll silcoce thco in a twinkling. Hark
pay attention to wlmt I say : I know that, ere now, tliy sneaky
ljc!,'ins to fancy there is something in the wind ; you will sus-
nie of such business without a doubt ; but remember if tlx^
jdhounds of Wontworth dare to smell tho way I go, I'll square
aunts with tliem and yon, sooner than it miglit be ngreeablo to
. I mean it, and by Heaven you'll see proof for what I say.
cwcll, Oglethorn, you know mo too well to trifle with mo now.
9jl':. alone. Hal ha! ha! Master Mugley, yo may disgrace and
poor honest Mungo when I am dead, but not till then ; )ou havo
^ed me to my face ; know no better name Ijy which to call mo than
-throat. Old snooks, yes, I will trap thee in every schcmo of
|Iany ; yc may escape me in thy devilish arts, but Ogluthorn will
to see thy stuborn spirit broken, and hear theo crave the pardon
them ye would ignore. (Exit.)
BSE III — In the Country. A Sprinr/. Time,— Morning. Iter Jeanie carrying a water pitcher, and singinj " Wandering Willi!." Enter Bnraow with gun and hunting gear.
tJ.anie starts cheer/ally) Ah Brunow. (embraces,) I hope I have
|t alarmed you making that noise. Ini. No, Jeanie, music is the pastime of angels, and that is wL
[iften think you are one.
Tean. Thanks, honest Brunow ; but tell mo. do you like such simple
Me ditties as that ?
i£ru. Ah yes ! yes I love them for their simplicity. They are the lergreens of man's genius, that blossom when others are decayed I ley are the lilies among thorns, the Jeanie of my heart when all
aers have forsaken me. iJean. Yes, but has my Brunow ever found a time to prize such
orth ?
\£ru. Yes, yes I have, I prize it now. Listen and I'll tell my Jeanie liy. When prosperity brings man to deeds of crime and ambition pses him beyond the light of reason, and he becomes a maniac
the estimation of his fellows, and a curse to the society in which liven,— (Jeatiie alarmed) nay, fear not, Jeanie, then is he fit to say or lo anything,_then is no crime too black or foul for him. lu the |r west I was cradled in the lap of luxury.
■Tean. You?
your own Brunow ; but fortune changed. So old
Mangua tells me ; any more she will not, but certain 'tis no Indian's
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0 MINNIE TRAir., OR TDE
Child am I Thus pondering o'er so strange a life as mine, I
lilco one who Icnows no earthly friend, who's parents loved him n|
Jean. Poor Brunow ; but still you have a friend.
Uru. (embracinj her.) Yos, my only friend. But come JcJ
sing mo the song you sang when first we met, beneath the J
bowers that grow in Wentworth. See, sweet nymph, the sun
risen ; the hounds are anxious for the chase. I must bo gone
^«a«. Then farewell, Brunow, since ye lovo them better tlmn larewcll,
Bru. No, Joauie, no, I will not, cannot leave you thus ; makcl but thy sir, ve, stab me to the heart, but speak, 0 ! speak to mo Jean (embracing; him.) My own Bruuow, now I know you ij
rnLn"'.^;",??:' "'''^ ''^'" ''^ *^^ ^"^"^'« ^»^-« forsaken t Know that still there is one who never will. {Exit.)
SCE.VE IV.— /« the Bush ; r/m?,— Night.
Enter Gbailkvo.
Gray^iVTis the hour he promised to be here. Let mo see C\ found that Oglethorn, this is the second time he has upset our plJ But I will nail him this time, in spite of fate. His veteran will J give way under the iron grasp of him who ne'er was foiled (Wh, oxZide) ^""'^ ''*'° ''*'°''' ^''° ^ ^^"^' ^" revolver.) (Muffle;/ ,
Oh, ho, ho.
Old Simon doth know. How oft the black jack
To her lips doth go.
Enter MtrcLEy. Good evening, master.
Grailinff. Well, Mugler, what's the news? Is Otflethorne sJ
invincible ? What is the state of things at the Eoyal 7 ^ ^
f"ff''ev. Dang my buttons, master, if I don't think that old Lo^
sides will stand us a tough one yet. I rue I didn't make cat's m«
-for hL '"^ ^'' '''"'' ^*'°'' ' ^^'^ ^^ '"''*''"« ""^^^'^ '"^ «^
^ra//in^ Pshaw I man, I can whip him with his own friend. Muffley You can, eh I Well, down with your dust and your pia.
and here's the boy that can walk into their affections to a nicety
^Z^r- ^J^^f ^^' ^' J *o^^ yo-a before, .ill be forthcomi.
when the work is done, Meanwhile, there is a hundred dolla
{Mugley pockets the money.) Grailinff. Now then for the plans. As you are aware,
1 are aware, tbj
WOMAN OF W'ENTWORTU. 7
J9 and cash aru in tho old iroa-bouad chest in hia father's [•room i you will know it by tho brass i)latcs on the corners, mark what I am going to tell you. Mungo Trail's is jealous of him. I have been sending him letters as if they Ic from other women, to accomplish this. All you have to do !« ^(Iviso her he is courting another, and that sho ran save her fortune eloping with tho whole ; this sho can do when Mungo is from no on business.
'iii/lei/. Yes, yes, I have it ; trust me to that. I railing/. Yes, but hero is the main point and if you work it right are safe this time. Sho must have some one to conduct her to I station, and it wont do for you to be seen with her. Oglethorne is thi' alert. Get her to engage the services of young Bruuow. No I will suspect him, and he will never know but that she is on a lit to some relations. Once on the cars, with a through ticket for other side, you can snap your thumbs at them all. fli/gley. That's all, that's all I want. This day week I will hand the key of that box or curse mo every inch of time I live. (Exit ley.)
Trailing, alone. There goes the blackest ruffian in existence ; blood- Irsty as the wolf that's prowling in the forest. None better able to pry out his plans, whoso wounded feelings seek to be revenged ; Bse self-willed damsels must be tamed. I told her she would rue land she will. {Exit.)
Ienb v. — The kitchen of the Ro'. I Jeanie and Mrs. Trail at work. iTime, — Morning.
Enter Brc.vow. {Bows tothem both.)
\Mrs, Trail. Ah ! Brunow, you ure the very man 1 wanted to see, yldressing Jeana.) You must not be jealous, Miss Jeanie. I only &nt him to help me down to tho Station. You know I intend siting my aunt Liza this week, and would like to make a start i-morrow.
I Brunow. If that is all, I will bo on hand. You know I am always lad to do you a service when I can.
I Mrs. Trail. Thanks, Brunow. Then I will depend on you. To- morrow by day-break. Brunow. You may. (Exit Mrs. Trail.)
{Brunow whispers to Jeanie and Exits.)
Jeanie. Its very strange that my Missus always chooses to visit ler friends, when there is no one left to look after the house. I can
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MINME TRAIL, OR TIIR
HCftroiIy Kco the foico ofstnvlnff hom nil „i
«om.ho,i.Vs coming to .-o n. "'.,';;; j "'"''• ""* ^^'^ "'
(■J'"»'t ottfie top o//,rrvohycalf» out) What \ ffl.i; ■
^n^r BncNow, liriinoxe. Well, how now ' f',in t Kn ^e Vn Trnii V *i ■ " '^'^'*'^>' "°"Ico to you her.
chll,l„.„. («„4 ,„ „^.,„',^, "^ " '""W"'. Sooci g,rl lo „c „„,! , I co„W „ovcr let . ],.,,„ .omo ,° ^m ""' "°°' "'1
./"< T/». Farewell ! (Z;^,^ Mn, Trail.)
Enter Brcnow.
n«rr,: .t ;"!,;. ij°r ■"^,-""' ■"'■ ""' >« •" "><■ t™c. "—
WOMAX OF WENTWOllTII. V
Enkr Oolbthoiin. \lc. Gootl evening, Jeanic, You seem disappointed tr -night ; or I, A scare wliorovcr I go, is it 'cause 1 am lure ? un. Pardon mo, mautor Oglutliora. I am glad to sue you ; thu I and I arc left hero without any one to ,)rotcct us. I thought it tier wlio was at the door, and was about to play a trie k ou her loften do. I am sorry you shoidd thlnli anything of it, I assure
sr to warm the re
1 Minnie after
anie quietly npak
gle. Well, so b« it, since you say so, Jtaniu; I always had a good kionofyou. But tell me how it comes tliat Mrs. Trail had so Ih luggage with her, Jeanio, if she is only on a visit, and why lild she take the old chest that sat in grandpa's bed-room? I'm Id there has been foul play going on hero, in Muugo's absence, piie /remblinff) Why, what makes you thinli so ? tell mo quick I do tell me I " jle. To tell you why I think so would not sufflco you in the
Did Brunow help her to pack those boxes ? }ean. No, sir, but I did. Was there any harm in that ? fffle. 'ifono. But didn't he help to load the sleigh? can. He did. (^AsiJe.) Heaven pity me, will he torture me any to with these questions I
pffk. Who accompanied her to the Station ? For that is where she at, I'll warrant her.
iean, Brunow did. But why do you keep me in suspense? keels.) For Heaven's sake tell me ! If you regard the interests I poor orphan in this heartless world, without a friend but one • h have a parent's heart, for the sake of your own children, grant
(this request. Tell me if my (Hides her/ace in her hands.")
Ogle. Tell you if Brunow is suspected of being connected with I robbery?
fean. Yes. Tell me ! ?^?e. He is. 'Tis sad to think. Jean. (Screams and/aints.)
pn/cr Cook with a broom. Holloa, here. Master Oglethorn ! (Strikes \h the broom) This is pretty work to take advantage of two help- Is girls because they are alone. (Striking him ngain. Exit Oyle., \ghing.)
\Cook. You'd better make yourself scarce round here or I'll relieve 111 of that CQU^h you old v.ocr.'ihoid ( S.t^t^'"?. falls. Kx't. \ \Ogle. Alone. Curse on the perjured wretch ! Ho works the rds like one who understood them well. But the ace of trumps is i my hand. Confound it ! I wish that Mungo would come home, f)thing can bo done tilLhe returns ; and if they cross the lines
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MINNIE TRAIL, OK THE
before we give the alarm, we will only come out second best d ^me From what I learned from those crazy girls, I know that M J wil he here ere long. la the meantime, I will have a horael
know that the bloodhounds of Wentworth are on his track, and J them 7L"5"''"'*' ''''"'' """'^^^ ^'''^ ^"^- "- ^-ol
END OP ACT I.
ACT II.
ScBNB l.-On the shores of Lake On'ario. T^im^.-Morning.
Enter Bronow.
blind fl?r"' "^": 'r ^^'^^ ' ^'^^ ^""^^ '- ^^^^^ °f -^h, wh '
blind fate hath superseded reason, and where her helpless ^icti, linger out a life of hopless misery. Tell me, ye Gods Tf hut nature errs, or must the course of things be thus? 0, God T
ramtv" *'" '""^ ""^''^ ' ''"^'^''^y ^^- *« man, y^t sen . lusts, ambition, paramount revenge saddle the innocen with tL
Banished fiom all who ever «arcd for me; haunted like a felon thwUds of my own native Wentworth. The wind that pC^i
to rest wl' 'T"' ?^^*'' ""'^'^ "^^"'^^^^ ^' «^ I «t-t^^ t^ose li" to lest where the wild bear and wolf can only come. And must
aTewT Come 1?"^'^"^ ''''''■' '^«'^--«*' -"-"»! 11 ^?T''^^*°'^^'^""^"^'^'^'i freaks of chance there
one ransom left, if Grailing lives ; and if I live ere the bright J
B wT" T' ''""' ' '''''' ^^ ^" '"^^'^ S--^* to be avei g Blow then thy worst, ye shrivelling winds I that lay thy cold hal
rwTatBrunowrr.^^^'^'^"'^'^^^^^ '^-y -'miirt::^
P<ow that Brunow fears thee not, blow on! (ExUs.)
So^m-A deep Pass in Wentworth, near the Sulphur Springs.
Time — Night.
{Enter Oglethorn and three accomplices.)
WOMA.Jf OF ■\VBNTWORTU.
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aust me conquered, and you will be handsomely rewarded ; be- B, you will be doing a service to your country. (Exit.)
Scene — A large Prison with heavy iron door. Time — Evening. (^Enier JsAniE, playinff the Guitar.) \anie. This is the prison where they keep poor Brunow. Could lly see him once again, or cheer him in his lonely cell with one \t song, once music to my ear— but now it pains my heart— yet if buld cheer his lonely hours, or tell J that his Jeanie is here, ie fingers would flit over the chords like madness ; my poor heart lid leap for joy to-night.
[ {She plays " Wander iny Willie' and sings. Brdnow sees her from tin window, but she has not noticed him. She is close to the gate, drops the guitar in despair, lays her left hand on the door, her right on her brow. She stands in a pleading position. Bncxow %caves a white handkerchief, which attracts her attention; he drops it at her feet. 'eanie. Thank heaven ! that is the one I gave him last in Went- |th. This was my pledge to Brunow. Now will he soon be free f ; no cage can keep thee longer from my heart. I will ask him p will be the best time to venture such a risk. (She pulls out some paper— writes^ties it up, putting a pencil inside : attaches it to the end of a long rod, and hands it up to Brunow. Brunow writes and drops a letter at her feet. Veanie reads.) Dearest Jeanie, midnight is the hour when all are Let me have those files at ten, and God help us both, my own lie.
Jeanie, aside.) Yes, God will help us when we help ourselves.
'. irons once filed from his wrists, his manly arm will soon displace Ise bars. I will then raise him the rope which will bring him to 1 heart once more, if free from guilt and shame. {Exit.)
Enter Brunow ; rests on his
ACT III.
Scene I. ENE.— ^ deep ravine. Time— Evening, gun. %Brunow. Whether to fall in combatting this rufHan, or livejt out th such a load of blasphemy, becomes a question in the mind to I decided ; and if in favor of virtue, patience bids me wait and sec es repent. But honor bids me fight and play the man ; in truth
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to die were gain compared with this. Methinks that now I'll tli this deep r ivine ; perchance I may in some dark nook conc« from my prey ; that when he deems him safe, I may unman hiu • deuly. (Exit Briaiow.)
(Grailino is seen making his way round to tvhere Becnow is c) ed on the brow of a precipice.) Brtmow. Stand and defend thyself I (Presents his rifle.) {Q^AihWG fires a revolver ; both fire ; they close. Orailing iH knee; Brunow holds him by the throat with the left 1^ dagger in his right is raised over Gbailing's breast.) Brunow. Now yield thee, or by Heaven I'll pay thee one dl ^owe^thee in advance ! (^They struggle, both full over the rocks.
SCKNB II.
Scene— ^. the Royal. i"«?/ie_EvemDg, Lamp Light. Enter an old care-worn looking woman. Ah, cruel world, that parts me from my children ! Yet I am J to be their mother now. Poor Mungo ! could I whisper in yoi: one last fond prayer, and hear thee say forgiven, I'd die in But no, it cannot be. Oh, God ! my brain is wanderin- TheJ my little Kate ! It is, it is, my child !
Ah, no, I dare not broolc his eye again ! Never more will tbvl mother clasp thee to her tender heart. Never more will she thee lisp thy little prayer, nor kiss thy cheek. Poor Kntol mother's name can ne'er be auglit to thee. Farewell ! Farol
Mungo! Farewell, Wentworth ! Fare-thee-well (Stabs h
she screams and falls. Enter Jeanib, screams and runs back. MCNGo followed by Oglkthorn.) Mungo. Good Heavens ! she dies. Help ! Help ! Ogle, to bystander. Fly for a doctor. Get thee gone at oj {Exit man. They carry her into the Royal. Exit.)
Scene III.-Graii,ino in a lying position ; Brunow in the act of li up his wounds ; Oglethorn standing near. Ogle. What think you, sirs, would it be anything amiss to aidl to the nearest Inn, where this unfortuuate man may find such lort as his case requires ?
Brmmv. Thanks, master Oglethorn, such aid is timelv civcnl -mL be gratefully received, besides ^ye are your prisoners' " "
Ogle. By your own consent I will accompany you as such l hope 'twill burst this gloomy cloud which hangs ,o long o'er thi^
AVOMAN OF WENTWOBTD.
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0 ivhere Bbunow is i
3W m t/ie act of Im
Ive Wentworth. [Turning to Chailing.'] In this sad plight, and
\j future prospects, sir, I pity thee !
hailing. Pity those who seek it off thee. Were I that driveling
ch, who, of necessity, succumbs to Fate, requiring charity off all
I hath that tender apot which makes the man a dupe, then might [world pity me, and welcome. I know thee, Oglethorn. The
ard hope that chuckles in thy breast is false as hell. 'Twill Ir be said that Grailing yields to man.
\runow. Come, Master Oglethorn, lead out. The moon peeps b' the clouds, and shadows in the lake. E'er midnight we must ^d a craft in Bronte ; from thence, e'er dawn, we'll hug the shores
Tentworth. \Exit 1
Scene lY—At The Royal.
Time — Day.
f. Tbail (as yet unknown) on her deathbed: Jeanie sitting by her bed- ide. Enter, Bbunow and Qbailinq.
^runow. Ah, Jeanie, earth's bright angel ! [They embrace. 1
[Mrs. Traii, raises herself on her elboiv, looks wildly a^ Gbailinq and falls back.}
Vrailmg. [Aside] Good heavens! He told me she was dead. Can be her ; or dotli my conscience whip me to my face ?
[Enter, a Judge, Oglbthorn and Mungo, Jeanie retires to the bed- side.]
hiJye. So, after all, crime brings its own reward. The innocent ly suffer for a time— and some have even to death ; but murder will , and every other crime, in proportion, aimed at morality and the kce of a confiding community. In the case before me the prisoner Ithe bar is charged with the robbery of Mungo Trail, of the Koyal
|tel, Wentworth. What say you to this, Master Grailing ? Guilty
Jnot guilty !
pra:'%. If I understand you, sir, to mean tiiat I was the iustiga- In of the elopement of Mrs. Trail, and the discomfort of her hua- "^id, I plead guilty. He who would bridle me with the robbery of Ir husband, I throw back tl ; ii.j in Lis teeth, and defy the best of km to brand me with the crime.
\Mmgo. Villain I that thou art. Is not thy insatiate soul yet satis- |d ? Have ye not torn the mother from her children, disgraced their Uher, and deprived them of that influence which makes a parent's, ftme so dear to all.
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MINNIE TRAIL.
OraiUng. f With a dry lamh 1 'Tis all T «,»»,* i
pleto ;-'tis only tit for tat ii„ i .r"* ' "^^ ^^^'^^ '« now c| in another's fall T 111 ^"^ ^'^^ ^""'S'^' '^^^ "me ho gloJ
So, Che ! such wretch as glories in thy crime "''^
I^nier Mcglev. ^Mn?-o. My own poor Minnie I
^o«e;,MJ« A« AanrfjM A«5 anc?/a//s asleep.) ^
JSi':i?:rthr ci^r '^^^^ r ^^^- ^-"^^^«- ^^^
another heavier than the T'T"'"' "^T ''^'"'^^ ^"'^^'ded wi
('S'cCTff falls.)
't ; 'Jiy work is uow cj •gets the time ho gloj «o it, and you have. I )rpionf Thy blood
ilL-.vao aiaba Graiu
a stale 0/ sensibility^ ^3 slabbed Ma.vGo.] Qiy poor Mungo. 2d him to the last. ^11 turn toicard the h\
31'- When fihe foJ shunned the faccl )
; worthy of j-ourloj
ill avenge thy wroij eep.)
Trouble flows uiJ cely subsided wil ' my broken heil
') the last victim
0 my grief f is J de ? Are not jj I -Oh, God
I
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Tlj Th Til Pu;
Thi Wh
m
An(
Wh
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One
Ofl
Wh,
Off]
Plac
And
A wi
Afo
Sat(
The
Drea
Ago
Drea
That
Brita Grew OilJ Astb The)
II
POEMS.
SQUIRE DOLBY'S DREAM.
Thinfff ""^ ^"**«^'e«. in fancy told, Ym^fii .1; '"".''^ '° y°"«S and old: Youths often dream of love's debate • The aged dream of Church or sS ' Thfp l"'''','?l°^^°^<'' ""^ Jo^es to dream,-
Pni J I*^ u'^P^ ''"^ far-fetched art '
Puzzles the head and wounds the heart.
Thus to my tale : Once on a time,
When Ol-dst-o took the Law by storm
And queer Dis-ell aped Reform ; '
When Enn's heart was like to br^ak
Under unjust politic toothache,
One cheek swell'd-then did Dizzy speak
Of levelling up the other cheek ; ^ ^
When tolerated necromancy, '
Of facts reformed in moulds of Fane/
Placed Justice Guilty at the Bar "
And set each loyal heart ajar,-'
lKat"i-^«J,f-«^-'BBCb00l.
Sat dreaming, o'er an evening fire. The tale that doth my Muse inspire. aT^^^ Jie of great and tragic scenes _ A goddess murdered in her teens ?
Jhir-'^^ °^^°^ chloroform, ihat yields even Nature to the worm ?
Britain fell sick, was wrapped in gloom Grew fevensh. died, and in fh' ^ lib VI Heaven's abyss in state sh." As the great corpse of Nature may. The aged sun went down in blotni •
i
POEMS.
A speclco in the moon thero stood • A silvery veil or misty cloml '
Wrapped every star in sombro shroud And all the gods of earth and hell ' Attended at her funeral. Cursed be the heart that loves to grieve A parent's heart, or to bereave The eye that watches to and fro' And loves her child in weal or woo.
The morn arose— the gloom was o'er— Yet Nature, smitten to the core, O'er her once lovely daughter wept Nor knew she was not dead, but slept Upon her right, proud Jupiter Was seated on his judgment car • Upon her left bravo Neptune stood The God of Ocean, Tide and Flood • And all the lords who legislate ' In technicalities of State, Were met around the judgment seat And sworn by all thr^t's good and great Fairly to try this homicide— This Premier of English pride. Guilt was the burthen in the scale Of evidence. Each lengthened tale Left him of hope not one small beam, So black and guilty did he seem The Judge had ended summing up And donn'd a gloomy looking cap • His hand upraised— erect he stood' Darkling in stern majestic mood ' Each anxious Lord withheld his breath And thought of ignominious death, When, with a heart and eye intent A subtle tongue and eloquent ' Tragedian of a murdered State— This vaunting hero of debate— Begg'd to convey to this great court Ut gods and men his own report ■ To prove his innocence, and then
w-?K?^*]*v **'^*'' pleasure to condemn. With kindling eye and magic wand Beside the bier he takes his stand
'rw°p-T' ^T«<^rl'. knows full well rhat Fiction gains from him that spell
y J'L^.,*''"''^ *° P**<=^ a conscious flaw And fill a wondering world with awe.) Thus, o'er the funeral pall he bent xhe silvery shroud in twain he rent And P-.o.,d : « Ye Goddess of the North, 1 conjure thee, arise-come forth '■ Yet, slay I allow one gentle touch. 1 aint and enamel doeth much
iro stood ;
tnbro shroud, and hell
)vefl to grieve save id fro', al or woo.
m was o'er
core,
iter wept, d, but slept, iter tear; 10 stood, id Flood J slate
nent seat, )d and great
de.
le scale sned tale nail beam, leem. ling up, ig cap ; B stood, aood.
1 his breath 3 death, intent,
te—
at court
lort;
then
> condemn. 3 wand tand.
ivs full well that spell ioug flaw rith awe.)
> bent, le rent, he North, )rth ; ouch,
rOKMS.
Else than the goddess that you were " ?Vh„?'''°'"? "'°"K»'*' ^y Matter/ won
The magic brush made all complete His sense of pride no boundary knew 'Twas more than bliss or glory, to ' Restore unto a mother's arras
Th«TJ,*^[^"'l°^''^'""'J charms. The baffled gods bewildered were,
Oreat N^". """^ C°™'"«'^« 'Pan to 'stare ; Ihat to the conjurer she had knelt, And paid that humble homage given By ages, due to none but heaven.
ZZ 7ho > ^'"^r^rtl'y 'Squire awoke »o Old the scene his heart provoke
^Tn? '"i'' ."^ V'°"eht or scheme," Yet pleased, he knew 'twas but a dream Down in his easy chair he sank Disgusted at the thought of rank And cherished life but to lament The stratagems of Parliament !
JOY AND PEACE.
Joy is a grace which only flows From one celestial spring ; n ®i^? P'"'"^ ^'hich only grows On Faith's extended wing
Joy is the noblest anthem sung
m yon bright scene untold : Peace IS the brightest chord that's strung
Within yon harps of gold .
Joy is a light that will not shine
PoVi* • '^ ^^^''^> w'l^ding path ; Peace is a balm that will not soothe Xhe wicked's pangs in deat/i.
Joy is a guest that's rarely seen ByDives-ifatall;
hubmitted to his call.
^""with S'""^ ^°*''^? '■''-''''> gemm'd pJll- Jf'^Pf ' *"^ ^*ith and Love ; Peace is the hand that condescends our sorrows to remove.
roKMS.
Joy is the helmet umlot which Yon mnrtyr Lreatli'd hU ]nnt ■
Peaco ia tho Hhleld that wunlod off Loml Fury's angry blast.
Joy is tho crown wo soon slmil wear
Eternal ly above ; Peace is the banner wo shall bear
Displaying ftU Ills leve. '
Joy is the Gospel ship in which
Wo cross to Jord tn's strand • Peaco is the brcezo that wafts 'lis saftf
lo Canaan's Happy Land !
LOVE'S PRIZE LOST.
Dreamless sleep enfolds the weary clay
Of Monteith 8 noblo dame and honored sire ^l""}^?""g «t.ll, amid the ruins gray '
Slr°«/"*^T"''"'« "^o^umcntal spire
Here Fancy flames tho soul with one desiro In copse, or >y^ld, or flowery gleaos?ray
Where genus guard tho rural magic So And boisterous billows wash the pebbly way- Hero many a feathered minstrel sweetly sTngs
Or wandering rustic tunes tho cveninglyrl!'
That here doth ,;|.,.nt J. -try emnress -
As If to teach the Mi vf . • i, .. vcaS.
When virgin ■,' , .. .. Jh^-"'
See'st thoS yea n.,..ss mai'd e'nTnS'ss ?
Tho soul-ennobling spirit doth express A progeny of life's enamored fears Her mournful notes rise plaintive on the air
Or seek a grave far in some lonely place. '
MAIDEN'S SONG.
?J!!^ ^^^^'^' l^?^ '•est in this wild ocean glen Sleep gently, till death joins our spirits ag^a^^i'
Shield ?>,'^'"1i''?^ ^™'^^'^««' *»^«« a«ld bfrken tree I Shield the cauld sleety blast frae' my Johnnie and Siej
t5o2 Si'ld Wr'd "fSf fairy, tread light on his grave ; Thv saThn«n^V ** '?,'' ^^ ^^^ murmuring wave, 1 hy sad bosom heaves like the pulse o' the sea • Ye seem to be wae for my Johnnie and rne '
wbiclj his IftBt ; WHrdod off
ist.
n Hhnll wear sball bear,
I which trand;
wafts us saftr indl
'TJ« ever thuB when lulKhte.st prospectrt rise
And l...oy„nt hope retains tL vi ul ^lo v Some darling idol of the bononi die«, '
llow doth the sprite HUstain tin, 'wholniiu,- blow ?
Bereft of joy, m sorrow plm.j^ed ho low ^ No heart, no liopo butn,.,, >ti,U, ^ho .kie«
The soul intent on ife'. alluring show, ' At first despairH, as bab.s o'er broken to s, Am D.snppomtn.ent fears the smile cf IIo ,e
Di«u^mbleth Bmooth son.e dark irapendiiVwoe
■:«<*:««« •:««.>:«<.:.
LOST.
veary clay md honored aire, ins gray nontal spire, with one desiro len to stray, il magic firo, tho pebbly way- el sweetly sings, he evening lyre.
)f the spheres,
y empress,
years,
I'd in excess,
len in distress ?
18 and tears
th express
3ar8,
vo on the air,
onely place.
a.
d ocean glen, pirits again, u auld birkeu tree, . my Johnnio and me]
light on his grave ; murmuring wave, Ise o' the sea ;
i and me.
TIIY WORTHY STEED.
"^fJJ Z knT r';^ r^'*^ "'" «l>°^POr cow, r 01 tne knife hath been their end •
l?:r*^-''J"'"'"°'J''«rscMiow,' *or who is that animal's friend ?
'^' Tlfn'n ^r ''^ • "^^r- ^"°'" «'''»'t' '-^'^ more 1 ban tho friends of thankless man ;
s7niT'''*^;V'"^ "-^'^-^J «"'l f'^d the poor binco this world of ours began.
But who has not praised that noble brute
AS no Kix'd o'er tho wint'ry wiiv, When hapi.y faces, with harp and Into.
J^nughd loud in the pleasure sleigh.
-Anon, in his youthful days he'll find
w- , 1' '' "^l''' ''"'^ '"'linicd, and blind, Will turn him out in a swamp.
^''t?! •'? ^« Jo^l'crs, whose hearts arc blind Wh^ -n i"P/ "•■ ''^°"8'i, or heave,
w some five dollar note relievo.
Who plough'd your fields and reap'd vour grain And brought it to the mow ? " ^ '
&f?^ «^eed, with flowing mane, Iho' old and crippled now.
" Do to thy noble steeds as thev
Have served you," is the plan Of go den rules, deny it who may,
Let's support it if we can
(
1 I !.
POEMS,
I'll
Ih!
if
.If
TO MY LUTE. '
A GOOD KKW YEAH.
Awake my lute 1 no stranger hand Shall sully aught that lives in thee
0 sing to me of some bright land Where naught but love can ever be.
And hearts no more prove insincere.
But dearer every Good New Year !
Remind us of the Year that's gone Ah! softly touching in thy lay '
Of friends we've lost and friends we've won Or some dear friend that's far away '
Let friends we love amongst us hero
Be multiplied each Good New Year I
Sing as ye sang in other days How softly from thy bosom prest
The lovely nymph would yield thy lays And sweetly sing or sigh the rest. '
Such friends as here are met to cheer
L was homage to the Good New Year !
Yet sing farewell ! let Hope beguile Our hearts thro' all Life's .tormy blast •
May every cheek retain a smile,
Iho days, and weeks, and years be pass'd?
We'll meet around Time's funeral bier
lo welcome yet the Good New Year!
— »:'»:-»:<-»x<-»v.:.:— REMEMBER MEl
Yes while the life blood to my heart Can beat one feeble throe
Unaltered I'll remember thee. Sweet lass, in weal or woe, For the dimple on thy rosy cheek,
And the soul that's in your e'c Your cherry mou', and heart so true.
I will remember thee, sweet lass; les, III remember thee.
^^Jl U^Jfi""^ *^"2 ^^appy hour,
Short though it seemed to be ! My very heart was like to hrpak
When the tear stood in your e'e • 1 cast a glance at hapless luck, '
But wherefore should I dree, Misfortune dour, or trcach'rous hour. When I remember thee, sweet lass :
When I remember thee !
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POEMS.
;er hand ves in thee, it land an ever be,
What though the youth be young and poor
Who has an honest heart, Ask at yoursel', doth grace or gear
The noblest bliss impart ? Then age improves each bloomin^ year
Each daily honest fee, ° '
Will gi' me cheer, my lassie dear, And I'll remember thee, sweet lass
Yes, I'll remember thuc. '
's gone, 7 lay
jnds we've won, far away. t us hero )w Year I
n prest Id thy lays, the rest. to cheer Few Year !
beguile
tormy blast ;
ile,
years be pass'dj
aeral bier
IV Year !
c. leek,
3 true,
38:
!
k e'e;
hour, ass;
— .•o*:">»:v*:v»W'>w->* —
THE SABBATH MORN,
Bright Phoebus is hovering on the distant hill The hawkie frae the fauld has sought the brae,
The ewe m the bucht'a reposing still, And glistening dews are gathered on the slae.
■^mu'^"'^^"^^'^ ^'^^^^ ^^^^^ booming down the shaws The maukin leaps in safety o'er the knowes,
And frae the wood the busy drift o' craws Ravage the brairded wheat amang the howes •
Iholavrock and the mavis, in their turn
In soothing accents hail the Sabbath morn.
Blythe Nature seems to bless the sacred rest
Aboot the bonnie dell the sylvans play ' Sweet pathway, loved the dearest and the best,
Ihat leads where minstrels of the sacred lay Whose ardent minds and hearts with knowledge stor'd
£,ach smiling face pourtrays o' rare content '
Did e'er the lords of mirth such joy afford
Or Heaven more ably soul to soul cement When strains of Zion soft are upward borne And holy spirits greet the Sabbath mo^n. '
The plough lies idle on the furrow's brow Where sunbeams play upon her mark of toil:
liie busy flocks are wading in the dew, Life to sustain upon the flowery spoil mu *^"*y shepherd frae the height surveys Ihe objects o' his daily fervent care,
Content he sees them settled on the braes, Ihen thinks to multiply the House of Prayer,
Where s rest indeed, to more that they that mourn,
iis rich and poor's behest-the Sabbath morn,
O'oj- many a barren height, that stems the seas : n-nuf u^'^ y*"''^' spreading far and wide, Folks rally out wi' joy, in twas and threes,
Like mountain streamlets wimplin to the tide, M pointing to the magnet of that much- loved day
Renewing Friendship's ever-glowing link
10
P< EMS.
Eoiising the flame that l.Vh*= *,, r ^Prizing as best they caa fh! *^° ^'*^°'"^*« ^^J'. The mcrning bell rin^ffui ^r*"?'""^ '^"°k. ' Waking i. ^nyaarsi^rror^"'
''Tharstm^fSsg^'lt^tE'r'' ^'^^^^^'^'^^ ^'^'^
Say, are tlio re?ns^on Forb.i^ '" *^"^ ^J<-'«t !
Ye progeny of ilh. „„^., "*" ^ °°^^*- »* w"',
Black dridmry otli?!' i"" ^'"''P''' '" «"">», IN- MEMORIAM.
O.V THJS DEATH OP A VOUNO LADY.
t:'oft!y, thou bluc-cveri «nrU„
To Sarah would^I 'jse h'/Y w°-'P'°^' ^^"^^ Nature to her carl, 1 • ^^ J'^*"^"^^ Btrain;
In each £ fl^J r'^iLl^^f^.tir ^^"^'
luat studs the grassy plain.
The lily weeps for her the dewy tear Nor c^er caused us grief but when^he died.
''TrS^S^^n^d'tJ^?'^" *^ ^^'"- '-*. In many a heart 2 fnJ'1 P°°'' ^^^ think of thee
— »X^«.>V.V..V.-.y.-.. .
THE FISHERMAN'S SONO
0 the dainties C the seal ''VelJ.^Ir.^f^r'^^ - mend.
t>, we row the boatie then I
the favorite way precious blink. '
the howes forlorn,
iabbath morn.
thy parent skill V so fully blest ; s neck at will rofeat ?
5 count .;. / flaws, , ak and lifted hands I le whitod wa's, roup'd in clans, re ye born, abbath morn?
'■ weeping Muse aintive strain; itue hews, the grassy plain.
tear,
parent's pride
loar,
en she died.
ature lent,
1 think of thee,
ment
B shall be.
DNG. let is fu'
Id, ir side
POEMS. WHINNIE KNOWE.
Dear as my heart to me is Whinnio Knowe Her bonnie cliffs by Nature ever bless'd,
The snowy wreath sits hoary on her brow The bonnie broom lies cozy on her breast.'
The sauntering bumie, gurgling doon the steep.
Brings back to me sweet mem'ries o' the past When cannie to thy brow wi' joy I'd creep '
And anxious in the pool the wormie cast!
Nae shaft frae Cupid then had stung my heart, The speckled troutie was my youth's alloy,
The rashie furnish'd m^ wi' stores of art, And Nature beckoned Genius to the boy.
^'J'^tep by step, surveying as I rise n„n«! .?^»oy schemes of lite with awe and fright. One strikes the chord of Love and smiles then sighs Another points to Fame's old beacon fight; '
Another opes the book, revealing seven Inspired prophetic dreams, the Exile Writ
Some savory of the bliss enjoyed in Heaven' Some mirrors of the hell transgression light. '
Till warring like the lave wi' care and strife Immersed in business habits tae the e'en '
A few short years have changed such happy life For now ifs but an inkling o' what's been, '
NELLY'S NAE MAIU!
Sough on ye wild tempest o' dreary December, 1 loe thee as ever the freen o' ray care :
ire sigh wi' my aye, when in grief I remember Ihc rose o' yon moorlands, sweet Nelly Adair!
Hae I no strayed in the frolics o' childhood ;
Aman^Tu' °"*°^ J^'° ?°'^''" ^« °«^*''' J^enn'd where, Amang the green breckons that grow in the wild wood 10 nil the sweet sang wi' blythe Nelly Adair.
Ye faint-hearted birdie, that's lilting sae cheery, Ye mantle wi' gladness the wings o' the air 'nVu° " i"«'-member a heart ever weary The stranger to joy since my Nelly's nae mafr.
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12
rOKMS.
A WINTER'S OLOAMING.
But night hTinJsTelMfL^u " ^""P''^* '" «tore ; ^n..ho.e«f^--J-r„tr^of;SSoo:.
Maje«t,o ye ride by the Imp^Sy^'r" ' Far famed abroad in traditional name.
'ThetLToSf^tL^s^S^^""^ r-^-
Tis the (lark catLi f •*" "P'"'**^^ ^'^ ?
And the lonTJS^haTlS^' '''''''^'
b traciv that hes 'tween my wifie and me
^TJsrLltr% '■" "^^^ '^^-^ of pity.
Vet .i,d flashed Smrtt;rth\"Snt3bIaeJ.
Or shudder to strnv \Z \i T '^® *^ deplore, '
And think*^o'£dXf J;?;-,^"At"d?rr ^^^^^
"" TlSffia ho" 'i'" *« «"^ «-«ng ; The flocks in their hir ^^u T«°^'«"ng stood';
— *W*WW:.K...5«.:.>y,
YON SUNNIE BRAE.
The hazel t^empt?. s'^S'Sir '" ^^'° ^'^'^ "^"^nie noo 1 ThehonniebrierhasfruU^iJ^ttr^orrntbrae.
Tae see tly bonnL hosonfswetT'l''' ".^* ^^^« ^« «igl^ ? I« -- than a- the worlTtori; o^l^^rsVnS^^^^ ^'
saf:;!jS[:'^!;?r^-iH'-o-hang,
They hae their arts to wfn the hetf „" T-'^ ^'""^ *^° ^^''^B , And weel they loe the th^yUTXtrnKr^'
PO£MS.
UING.
Jiaber,
ipest in store ; mt of labor, rth o' tlie moor,
8 ftuld craigie wa
fame ;
ra',
ime.
iry— ted e'e ?
iny wifie and me.
ountain track • reaty, '
elements black.
ig mountains, Jlore,
i« fountains, icre,
ieting ; stood ; ire bleating, der cloud.
le the burnie noo a slae, annie brae.
:s bye,
•t gars ye sigh ? it's m thy e'e, ie brae.
frae the thrang ; s you or me, nie brae.
TKSl.lrgtnV"^^^^^^^^^ -^'^' te free ,
When totS^oTr The niC «f" r.' ""' ^'^'^ ^^«^^ "^^^ Aee-
'Twill Cheer uf frail "^a^^sl^^^^^^J^^k
A HEART IN EXILE.
^^ffi'rn/' ^'•'^! h^^onnie Marv, R Jn ^'?.°'' ^^"^ l^^fiast o' the maii • Bade ye adieu to the Hielan's, '
My am bounie Mary McL.! n ? "
Saw ye the finger o' fortune
Beckon o'er Solway's smooth tide • Dreamt ye o' gowd for a treasure '
Tae weir ilka trouble aside ?
Was there nao bliss n the Hielan's
Sang the blythe mavies in vain Were there nae heather bells waving Roun' the auld cot in the plain ?^
Didna the sweet smile o' heaven
Shine o^-r thae features o' thine • Didna ye taste o- love's rivulet 7 '
For sweet is that press't frae the vine.
Was there nae lavrock tae warble wJAl**'*' ^^ '^""^ ^'^"^ tae the morn • On^hlT^", *'"^'^«"^«« recIinLg ' On the braid yellow waves o'tlfe corn? fiair I lament thee, my Mary • 01 return to thy ain native islo
Thin "'^ ^r^ ^«^'* o' thy J Lie Thou'rt nae langera heart in exile
WINSOME MINNIE.
^t^«'f'L*^^° tiie lai^bTthlt play The hchtsome simmer hours awav And dance aboot the suunie brae ' Rnff ^i! ^^e^fts that seldom weary 0 •
ThM'„°'°" '! "■« '•"nx'f" "tog
14
P0BM8.
Ye clamorous cuifs in duddies braw Ye dizzy gowks that strut and jaw ' Ye genteel bred in mony a ha', '
Thy vaporin' toddies cheer yo 0 • Gio me the cotter's happy biel '
The cragie path o' life I'll spei), And count auld Fate a kindly chiel If I am wi' my dearie, 0 ; '
Ivae petty freaks ava has she. Love sweetly wantons in her e'c 0, spare ao blink o t eye for me, '
My han'some, winsome, Minnie 0 I
—^yyy/yM'/ow.<ww~
I
m
0 ! GI'E ME BACK MY YOUTHFU' DAYS.
0! gae me back my youthfu' days.
bae happy hae I been. When Pattie Birnie, o' Kinghom.
Cried " Lassies, to the green I"
^m^,®™°°y wi' her stick beat time
inl tears stood in her e'en. Then lilted o'er some auld Scotch rhyme
And vow'd the like she'd seen. '
^'^i^SjP me the auld Scotch songa
My Mmnie used to sing Ami gae to me yon happy thoughts
Thae gude auld sangs wad bring.
^w-nT.'"''^^ memo'.ies o' the past Will bring their bitter smart.
But more create a balm to soothe The fondly bleeding heart.
^\t"°^ ^?^^ *^« »»ld Scotch I- It
My father used to play "Sic gems frae Ossian's heart were spilt "
The gud3 auld man wad gay. '
But noo he's buried in the dust
And a' my pleasure's gone. O, lay me where the heather bloomn
iScsido yon auld grey stone.
bmw, jaw,
•yoO;
h chiel,
innie 0 I
IHFU' DAYS.
' days,
horn, enl"
Bat time,
I.
sotch rhyme,
3en,
1 songa
Jughts bring.
ie past
rt,
othe
I r.it
ere spilt,'
3t,
loomn^
POEMS TO AGNES.
Dear Agnes, 'twas but yestcr e'en I dreamt o' happy days that's boon iho nco braid oceans roll between Me and thy cot,
i> orget mo not. '
I dreamt o' yon blythe sunnio dell
Abe favorite spot, ""'To^i^t^mTnT^^^-^^^^-Peli,
inSHfi;"*^,*^>^^«°"J°brow,
The wordsye spoke were uncofew
This seemed a blot, Ye vanished from my wilder'd view
Forget me not. '
I strove in vain to grasp thy ban' My feet flew backward as I raS '
0 spitef u' luck, why burst the ban'
And friendly knot;
Myheartisfaintoplay'theman, i> u' weel 1 wot.
1 woke, but hop'dthat sleep again Sf^r'*i ^^' ''"^*«''^ of thfZin ^'TnSftSt"''*^^^^^^^"*^-^' '"^/oJgSeCi^'-^-^
Once let the inoon's clear siller horn That faintly glimmers through theTjiom
'^r -f ^J"'"°" in the burn °™' Beside the cot.
Our happy bridal night adorn, On thee I'll doat.
A LETTER TO A FRIEND IN SCOTLAND.
Fie on ye for 't. ^
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WhJfu ^f7 *y."* "' ^^""'^^ o' wood, When cheek ^or cliow against the hudd Kato plys the cloot on Titty's dud '
vvi' cannie art, And lumps o' love play thud for thud
Anent yer heart.
O'd man, ye little ken the rack
O bowijg tae a heavy pack,
Aye keen tao catch the ithe'r plack
And Bell the gown That lies sao heavy at the back.
Frae toon to toon.
Skeming as weel as I can skeme The tippling part I waudna name ^^'tyyet'm for the thochts o' hame •
The sair won clink Wad soon fa' due to lairdie's dame
Uor drops o' drink.
Ao line or twa wad ye but sen'
Auld cronnics fates to let us ken
Hoo speeds the loom, docs Gussey men'
Tae me it's news The mention o' the smaest hen
Aboot the hoose.
And then thae news by dint o' slight That puts thy servant unco right ' I haud them sacred as the light '
Or Gran' Parnassus, Thae bonnie gems o' fancys flighf,
Our kmtry lasses. * '
In^^'^f^'^i* freaks ye've oft lamented Th.ir *? *^', 'r**"'''« ^'^«i» demented
^'^atruttia'n'r^^'^^^"'^*^^
I rede ye o' the waggish gate, O biding wi' yer neebors late Yon printer chiel and rhymer pate,
Ye ken, ye ken, ^ '
Wad wile a saunt in spite o' fate
And roose him then.
?!!i^^n'J ^°P^ y«'" ^aybe men'. And I'l hae nae mair cause tae sen' Sic furious dictates o' a pen
_ That's fair red roosted Lying here on the table en' The Ink's grown foosted
i^OEMS. YE OAUDY DREAM;S.
^TI'J'', ^"'."^-^ ^''■'-'ams of Jifo ! iiach pleasinir view of Inv.-u „^ ^.
^?,h^'%^«"ns <l'e pensive Bonp Of fondling youth, nn.l Jover'8 tokon
Lke many a black dinsembl ng toS,"' Vows truly made and freely^brE
^''^ff,^'^"^" linnet woo it«,n,to With passion in its treml>)m,;i
Ive seen the dew drop Crn an'd iS''^ ' Allow'd to kiss the'openiSrbWm
But man may love one heart to crave
Pate leads him to the fair one's gmyL Or rank deprives him of his l!ver.'
Away ye gaudy dreams of life i i:-ach pleasmg view of love's emotion
THE WRECK OF HAVELOCK
A /JJe'.fe*'? '"°<"°e . doSl'.p„„(,. Where lh<,»S?HL^''"' ■""™urlng Io,e *'
Then the wail nf fl ™o™JnK was spent, They »W.per, " tm/?S , ^'ii' «!■"« i
3t:Ej;Ve'rr?.^s,L;tsLSY*"^'"^°'^-
B. ...et on their SlirSlS"""" "<' ""P. 'rrj-A7K'^';a«".o„e.s,eep,
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Yet fiercely it blew frao the angry west
Then woe to the mnriner's bark '
Prom billow to rock like a spirit oppress'd,
When the sad loaming future is dark Deep deep in the foam, heaving lofty and wide
They sink, whom no prowess can save • ' hazardous tide, a fond country's pride
a in the breast of thy treach.Toua wave.
Dread Neptnno, why furrowV? ti.v Stygian brow Thy cold heart ne'er suffer.-d from clrT '
Else pity would calm thy wild boisterings now And remorse make thy big bosom sair '
On fL w ""^u ''°.?'^ •■'«""" °' fl°»''«h no more Oil the land where the surfs beatiujr in
In5°*if"V"°''''%«?!;° *''** *^° wreck bro!)ding o'er And the homo of the lifeless McGinn '
TO A LADY FRIEND.
I've seen the dcwdrop fresh in morning lie,
n„Vnl '"l^ ^^" "P^'^ ^^'^ ^""'^y'^ l^rcast, But 0 how tame compared with Carrie's eye- She smiles to bhss, they're smiling to be bless'd.
I've seen the wild thrush cherry nectar sip, Tho humming-bird flit sweetly in the Rlade •
But when fair Cupid tastes sweet Carrie's lips ' 1 view those others in the second grade. '
° 'rpK^rJ P"°?« of some sweet balmy isle, That hangs delicious fruits on every tree
To win thy heart I'd practice every wile And loving I would love none else but thee.
JEANIE LOWDEN.
Wae's me since my Jeanie's gane I sit and sigh and greet my lane ' For 0 1 she was a pauky wean, ' Bonnie Jeanie Lowden.
But I maun ..igh an' greet in vain, For noo she lies beneath the stane • It breaks my spirit, it knaws my bane, Bonnie Jeame Lowden.
vest,
pregg'd,
iark.
ty and wide,
I save ;
pride
wave.
tygian brow, care,
erings now, sair.
loiirish no more ugfn.
It brooding o'er, nn.
POBMS.
BIythe she waa and bonnlo was she
vi*V''f^.^?^*H°.'"^'""'"» tassio— ' Nithdalo'8 laughing favorite lassie lionme Jeanio Lowden.
Tak' my sheep and tak' my kye. lak my hame, my life forbyo Lay me where the ringlets lie, Of bonnie Jeanie Lowden.
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ig lie, •east, le's eye — to bo bless'd.
ir sip, ie glade ; ie's lips, ade.
7 isle, '• tree, le, )ut thee.
le; ' bane.