At length he found his trembling tongue, Within his mouth was fauld: 'Ae silly word frae me, madám, Gin I daur be sae bauld. 'Your kye will at nae bidding sh Your kye will at nae bidding sh.. "Tho' ye are great Lady Glaur-hole, Tho' ye are great Lady Glaur-hole, They winna let a fart.' 'Now wae betide thee, John o' Clods! An ill death may ye die! My kye shall at my bidding sh And that ye soon shall see.' Then she's ta'en Hawkie by the tail, Till Hawkie rowted through the woods 'Sh..., sh. ye bitch,' Grim Grizzel roar'd, Till hill and valley rang; 'And sh..., ye bitch,' the echoes roar'd Lincluden wa's amang. FOR GABRIEL RICHARDSON INSCRIBED on a crystal goblet. Published in Cunningham (1834). Gabriel Richardson was the chief brewer of Dumfries, and Provost of the burgh in 1802-3. He was the father of Sir John Richardson, naturalist and traveller. LINE 4. In upright, honest morals,' erroneous reading. ON THE AUTHOR PUBLISHED in Stewart's Poems Ascribed to Robert Burns (Glasgow 1801), as 'Wrote by Burns, while on his deathbed, to John Rankine, Ayrshire, and forwarded to him immediately after the Poet's death.' folded If; bold Mire the cow bellowed Critic, Reply to the Threat of a Censorious Daer, Lines on Meeting with Lord Daughter, A Poet's Welcome to his Love- Begotten. Davie, Second Epistle to Dumfries, Prologue Spoken at the Theatre of 146 383 228 419 221 414 VOL. II. 2 G |