O, how that name inspires my style! The ready measure rins as fine, And then he'll hilch, and stilt, and jimp, But lest then, the beast then TO THE SAME.h AULD NEEBOR, I'm three times doubly o'er your debtor, For my puir, silly, rhymin' clatter, Hale be your heart, hale be your fiddle; Till bairns bairns" kindly cuddle Your auld, gray hairs. But, Davie, lad, I 'm redo ye 're glaikit ;P g Shrunk, hide-bound. e Jump. f Go speedily. í Sagacious. p Inattentive, foolish. h This is prefixed to the poems of David Siliar, published at Kilmarnock, 1789. k Must serve. m A'sudden turning. n Children's children. / Elbow. • Informed. An' gif it's sae, ye sudr be licket Sic hauns as you sud ne'er be faikit," For me, I'm on Parnassus' brink, Rivin' the word Whyles dais't to gar them clink; wi' love, whyles dais't wi' drink, An' whyles, but ay owre late, I think Of a' the thoughtless sons o' man, O' rhymin' clink, The devil-haet," that I sud ban, They ever think. Nae thought, nae view, nae scheme o' livin', But just the pouchieb put the nievec in, Then, hiltie, skiltie, we gae scrievin',d An' fash nae mair.e Leeze me on rhyme! it's aye a treasure, The Muse, poor hizzie ! Haud' to the Muse, my dainty Davie; q lf. ↑ Should. s Licked, beaten. Become agitated. u Such hands as you should ne'er be unknown. w Spared, or excused. 2 The devil forbid. Sometimes stupified. y Women a Swear. b Pouch, or Purse. c The hand. d Dashing away. e Care for nothing mort. fA phrase of endearment. g In the field. i Hold. ▲ Coarse. But for the Muse, she 'll never leave ye, Na, even tho limpin' wi' the spaviek TO MR. WILLIAM TYTLER, With a Portrait of the Author. Edinburgh, 1787. [heart, REVERED defender of beauteous Stuart, Tho' something like moisture conglobes in my eye, A poor friendless wand'rer may well claim a sigh, Still more, if that wand'rer were royal. My fathers that name have rever'd on a throne; My fathers have fallen to right it; Those fathers would spurn their degenerate son, That name should he scoffingly slight it. Still in prayers for King George I most heartily The Queen, and the rest of the gentry, [join, Be they wise, be they foolish, is nothing of mine; Their title 's avow'd by my country. But why of this epocha make such a fuss, But loyalty, truce! we 're on dangerous ground, * Spavin. I send you a trifle, a head of a Bard, Now life's chilly evening dim shades on your eye, And ushers the long dreary night: But you, like the star that athwart gilds the sky, Your course to the latest is bright. TO WILLIAM SIMPSON, OCHILTREE. I GAT your letter, winsome Willie ; And unco vain, Should I believe, my coaxing billie, But I'se believe ye kindly meant it, On my poor Musie; Tho' in sic phrasin' terms ye 've penn'd it, My senses wad be in a creel,p The braes o' fame; Or Fergusson, the writer-chiel; A deathless name (O Fergusson! thy glorious parts My curse upon your whunstaner hearts, The tithe o' what ye waste at cartes,t / Should. n Sidelong. o Flattering. 9 To climb. A hard rocky stone. ¿ Cards. m Loth. Edinburgh. my head Yet when a tale comes i' Or lasses gie my heart a screed," As whyles they're like to be my dead," (O sad disease!) I kittle up my rustic reed; It gies me ease. Auld Coila now may fidge fu' fain, She's gotten Poets o' her ain, Chiels wha their chanters winna hain,a Till echoes a' resound again Her weel-sung praise, Nae Poet thought her worth his while, Or whare wild-meeting oceans boil Ramsay and famous Fergusson While Irwin, Lugar, Ayr, an' Doon, Th' Ilissus, Tiber, Thames, an' Seine, We'll gare our streams and burniesd shine We'll sing auld Coila's plains and fells, u A rent. From Kyle, a district of Ayrshire y Manifest strong symptoms of pleasure, or delight. To be my death. Part of a bagpipe. a Spare. d Rivers and brooks b Foot. • Fields. c Make |